People stop and look at the back of my RV. I see them in the parking lot of Waffle House when I am eating breakfast - stopping and sometimes pointing. I like that. I hope I am bringing back some favorite memory. You see, I have become stuck on stickers - oval ones that tell where I have been, round ones that represent my favorite music, square ones that let everyone know what I stand for.
There are the ones that keep the memory of my Dave alive to everyone who happens to be behind me at a red light or a stop sign. MAY THE FOUR WINDS BLOW HIM SAFELY HOME!
And that I RECYCLE.
And that I believe that VIRGINIA IS FOR LOVERS.
Drivers in traffic jams know that I QUESTION AUTHORITY and still believe in FLOWER POWER and that I MISS JERRY; that I like LEVON HELM and VAN MORRISON.
And a reminder that NOT ALL WHO WANDER ARE LOST.I think if you are stuck behind me long enough and you get to read all of my stickers, you get the chance to know me a little - and maybe even like the person you've been stuck behind for a while!
I saw this photo of another RV on Facebook - someone put it up as something comical.
But I can relate to this guy - more than I would like to admit!
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