father's day

Where would we be without the discipline and the gruff affection of dear ol' Dad?

I stopped by the cemetery. I feel a little cheated that we didn't have a few more years and summers together.

Up at the farm for one whole day. Changed oil and fixed two dents and the windshield wiper. Changed a fuel filter and connected a loose smog fitting and the fuel starvation problem seemed to clear up so far. Scored a set of old turbine mags for $20. Now to score some Type F tranny fluid and a rear knuckle.

Finished painting my Peterbilt office chair. Next time the thing gets assembled.

Sir Paul turns 64 today. Don't know if that's ironic or the opposite....