I know it has been long anticipated . . . Part 2 of our Honeymoon and other writing goodness.
Honeymoon, Part 2
Anchorage is nice. A little more rundown than what I remembered it to be as a child – but honestly the only thing I really remember about it as a child was how busy the roads were and how much I loved going to Chuck E. Cheese with my friends that lived there.
Anyway, we used our stop in Anchorage as an opportunity to just chill and enjoy the sites. We made sure and visited the Ulu Factory and purchased Ulu’s for ourselves as well as my Father-in-Law and Brother-in-Law. That was such a fun purchase for both my husband and myself.
Some other places we visited included the Alaska Native Heritage Center and the Alaska Zoo. Both were unique experiences in themselves.
That night we turned in our van and packed up for our next adventure – the Alaskan Railroad!
The next morning we awoke and got ready for the day. We had called to have a taxi come and pick us up and take us to the station – he was late!!! I was totally freaking out! If that train leaves us we are in so much trouble! However, we did get there in time and were able to load onto the train. If you ever go to Alaska – RIDE THE RAILROAD! Glorious! You see the beauty of Alaska, for sure! It was a really nice experience.
We got off at the stop near Denali National Park and this is where our real troubles begin. You see . . . they overbooked our hotel . . . yeah . . . so that was a little chaotic . . . but apparently that happens a lot because they quickly moved us over to another hotel just down the street and it all worked out. We got settled for the night and then took a trek to see the sights and get . . . ICE CREAM! I’m telling you, there is just something special about the ice cream there – yum!
The next day we got up early and took a bus into Denali National Park on the “Tundra Wilderness Tour”. I had not been there in a very long time and once again it was so neat to get to see all the beauty of Alaska. Yep all 7 hours of it! :)
That night we got all packed up and ready to go so the next day we could jump back on the train and finish our trek to Fairbanks – where I used to live as a child! (I actually lived in North Pole, but Fairbanks was where we did all of our shopping and things of that nature). By this time we were starting to get tired and felt that all this trekking was getting to us. So, needless to say we spent most of the trip to Fairbanks in and out of sleep. And it felt good.
Once we got to Fairbanks, a shuttle brought us to our hotel room and we were able to pick up our car that we would use the rest of the trip. We had 5 glorious days in Fairbanks all to ourselves – we were so excited to see what was in store for us.
We did so many things it’s hard to think back on the order in which we did them! I will just list them out so I don’t have to rack my brain too hard.
River Boat Discovery – Really neat experience! You ride a river boat down the Chena and Nenana rivers. You see some beautiful homes along the way, as well as experience Susan Butcher’s dogs that she used to mush in the Iditarod (she passed away of cancer some years ago and now her late husband and daughter live there). At the turn around point you take part in learning more about the Natives and their customs and heritage. While on the boat we ate some caribou hot dogs and some yummy salmon. So yummy, we just had to take some home with us. :)
These are paper dolls that we found of our moms – they are so silly!
El Dorado Mine Trail – Something else that I distinctly remember from growing up in Alaska was our ability to pan for gold. This was something that I could not wait to get to experience with my husband.
This man made our day! When we walked in he said to us – did y’all just get married? We thought – what gave it away? We answered him and then asked him why he thought that and he said that we had a glow around us – totally amazing feeling! We made sure and got a picture with him and learned that he lives near where I used to be when I was younger. Neat experience.
We made so much money panning for gold – like $35 or something! Ha, it was really fun though.
Chena Hot Springs – This was a neat place, too. It was quite a ways out but it was a neat experience for Karl, still the same. We went to the hot spring and just soaked in it for a while – it felt so good! They also have a huge palace made out of ice – we didn’t do this but kinda wish we had. They even give you a martini in an martini glass made out of ice!
Now on to some of my favorite things – the sentimental ones!
North Pole Assembly of God – This is where my family used to go to church. I really wanted to go inside but it was under construction. :( Oh well, it was still fun to see.
Santa Claus’s House – Yes, it does exist! We spent time looking around and getting to meet Santa’s reindeer!
3906 Ismo Drive – MY OLD HOUSE!
It still says “Burley” on it!!! That was my Maiden name. My dad put those stickers on there.
Pipeline – The pipeline stretches all across Alaska and played such a huge role in Alaska’s history as a state. We went to a little spot and were “educated” on its importance.
Knotty Shop – Yes, the infamous Knotty Shop – we went there and ate . . . more ice cream! One of my favorite things. It was neat to see inside the shop and look at all the local crafts that people had made – although it did seem more commercialized.
Great Alaskan Bowl Company – This was a new experience for both Karl and myself. This company makes wooden bowls out of trees from Alaska. We made sure and purchased a set for our home. They are definitely a great conversation starter and we love looking at them and remembering those fun times.
University of Fairbanks Museum – Also a really neat place. We actually got to meet one of the professors while waiting for our flight back to Texas. Fun stuff! The exhibits here were really neat and allowed you to learn even more about Alaska. Here we purchased some each heads that had been “whittled” out of caribou antlers.
Ice Museum - Something else that I really wanted my husband to experience about Alaska was the ice carvings. During the winter ice carving is a big deal and people come from across the globe for a chance to create a masterpiece in Alaska. So, I just happened upon a shop while planning for this trip where they allowed you to walk through some ice sculptures and watch as one of their sculptors did some of their work for you. Definitely highly priced – but worth it for me and my husband. May not be for everyone though.
Alaska Land/Pioneer Park – So fun! Well, it’s a little run down, but it brought back some great memories. We played putt putt and rode the train around the whole park. Then we did some more shopping! :)
We also experienced what it would be like at “forty below zero”. Karl was in his element – look at him with his jacket undone!
That night we just hung out together and enjoyed the festivities.
The next morning we got our car packed and began to head to the airport in the wee hours of the morning – though it was bright outside – and finally saw mosquitoes! I’m not complaining though – it was nice not having to experience them.
After that we began our trip home, back to the real world . . . and we just can’t wait to get back!
Post 4-5
Time
Time can be measured in many different ways,
in eternity,
in decades and in years, in months and in weeks,
and even in days,
in hours, in minutes, in seconds,
in the blink of an eye
But how is it that time feels different between you and I?
How can one hour feel like an eternity while another feels like it lasted but a moment?
My childhood seemed as though it was going at a steady pace, not too fast and not too slow.
Until those moments came when I was not happy with my current arrangement:
wanting money,
wanting new clothes,
wanting to drive,
wanting freedom.
Each seemed like an intangible eternity, one that I would never reach. But then, I would reach those monumental feats and still there was more to conquer, more that I envisioned as mine until my childhood was wished away and I stood on the threshold of adulthood. What a fleeting moment it was – to step out into the unknown as an adult and forever wishing again that I was a child.
Isn’t life funny?
And now it seems that God has pushed the “fast forward” button in my life when I am constantly wanting to push the pause. All my childhood I had been wanting to “fast forward” life and now in the adult stage of my life I just want to pause and experience the now as I did when I was a child – embracing every moment of it. But no, the stresses of life overcome us and we have to meet the demands everyday despite how tired we may be or what other trials and tribulations come our way.
We have to be what our parents were for us – who knew they had it so rough?
Though time plays its tricks on us and I am still thankful for it for it is the most precious gift of all. I am thankful for the time that I have been given and the time that has been allotted for me.
May I remember this always and find joy in every lasting moment.
Post 6-7
On the road again . . . returning home from yet another wedding weekend. I feel like weddings are just a regular part of our life right now – it seems as though we have the privilege of attending at least one every other month! It is always fun to be able to see people that you haven’t seen for a while, especially those that you have had so many lasting memories with. This weeding weekend was for one of my best friends in college, Kandice – the last of the “Dilla Chicas”, as we named ourselves simply because of our love for Taco Bueno’s Quesadillas while attending HPU. After college the three of us split off with our husbands or boyfriend/job for the sake of my friend who got married this weekend. Donna and I, who were both in the wedding this weekend, both got married within the same month of each other with mine being right before graduation and hers being right after graduation. So we both exited and entered different stages in our lives at the same time. Kandice was a music major and still had some time left at HPU when Donna and I graduated with our husbands (except me as Karl had graduated the semester before). While there for another semester after our graduation Kandice met her now husband and made some new friends to fill her time with while still in Brownwood. She graduated at the same time as her new boyfriend and went back home to Tolar where her family was while trying to figure out what she wanted to do with her life and her music degree. By this time her and her boyfriend had started talking about marriage so moving close to him was the obvious choice. That put us in about a three-hour triangle from each other – I in San Angelo, Donna in Lewisville (near Arlington), and Kandice in Cedar Park (near Austin). I know that this wedding weekend has really reminded me how much I miss their presence in my life and how I wish we lived closer together so we could spend time together like we did in college.
I think back to the many adventures that we took part in while in college and longingly look back especially on the first year of college – freshman year. Where everything felt new and had to be experienced. I never experienced anything at that school like I did my freshman year. I was so blessed to have Kandice and Donna in my life that year and it was totally a God thing in how we met each other, especially for me. Turns out that Kandice and Donna were suitemates and at the end of the first semester switched so that Kandice and Donna could be together and then their roommates switched to be together. I lived on a totally different floor with all the transfer students and was a part of the softball team. We met one night in the bottom of our dorm. I was desperately trying to meet new people as I was constantly being pulled to the softball field around the same 15 girls all day. We had a sitting area with tables in the bottom of our dorm and we could check out games to play from the RA’s in the main office. Somehow we all got together to play “Truth or Dare Jenga” with some sophomore guys where were hanging out in the bottom of the girl’s dorm. From it I sat in Donna’s lap and had to dance like Michael Jackson (which the dance became known as the Elvis Jackson as it was recreated many times throughout our college years). After that night we were inseparable and I loved it! It’s nice when you find people who think and act similarly to how you do. Spending time with them was truly something that I had never experienced before with friends from high school and I was so excited to see what life had in store for us.
Post 8
Let’s talk about real-life teaching. I’m talking about those things that really make us excited about teaching and those things that make us want to stay in bed each morning. For me those things that have made it hard for me to get up in the morning have been . . . conferences. I would rather do just about anything than have those dreaded parent-teacher conferences. Granted, this is only my third year of teaching, but I can tell you those first two years – I t o t a l l y DREADED them!!!
However, that has changed somehow.
Or perhaps . . . I have changed . . .
I am not sure if I can totally point out why this is so, but I have some ideas. For one, I feel much more comfortable in my role as teacher. Secondly, I feel that I know my students better than I ever have before (this could be due to many different things, as well). And finally, I just have some pretty stinking amazing parents!
There are several things that bring a smile to my face and having parents that take time to get to know their kids and actually spend quality time with them – ahh!! I just love it!
I have made sure and told all my parents thus far that I have had the pleasure of having these conferences with just how thrilled I am for their choices as a family and how encouraged I am in the growth I know I will see from their child because of their commitment to working with their child. It is truly amazing!
So for once in my life I can say that I actually enjoy having parent conferences!!!!
I love talking to them about what I see in their child and then hearing back what they see in their child. Already I am so excited to hear about each parent’s goals and aspirations for their children. I had been meaning to create a page or two for our students’ “Data Notebooks” – notebooks that hold documentation of their goals, milestones for their year, and other things that show how they have grown both as a student and as a leader. I have been desperately wanting to make a “When I grow up . . .” page and “Goals I have for myself/Goals Mrs. Rose has for me . . .” page when it dawned on me.
What if the students knew, could read and reread daily, the goals their parents have for them? To remember what their parents think of them as learners, leaders, and individuals? {Puts me on the verge of tears just thinking about it!} So, while creating my originally planned documents I created another document as well, this time with lines for parents to write down what they think about their child and their ideas of what they want for them. I am greatly looking forward to the responses I receive and to see the way they change our students’ ways of thinking.
This could be life changing. Not just for the lives of our students, but for the parents as well. For the classroom. For the school. For the community. For the future of our country. It is going to be POWERFUL. It will be GREAT . . . and I just can’t wait!
Post 9-10
Dear Henry Ford-
When you first created the moving assembly line that made it to where the common man could have this new mode of transportation – to “build a car for the great multitude” – did you think it would turn into this?
I feel that the way things are made nowadays is just done so cheaply. I’m sure when you first came up with the idea for creating cars in the assembly line fashion this was not your desire. I’m sure you wanted to best for Americans, therefore used the best parts and made sure time was taken to ensure that those vehicles were doing all they were claimed to do.
Where has America gone? Why have we fallen? Why is it that we have so many re-calls (this is where vehicles are called back to where they were manufactured because they do not work properly or have something dangerously wrong with them)? Why can’t people just take the time to do things right? When did we start worshipping the dollar instead of making sure we had a good product? Where you beginning to see this as you passed your company on to your son? Or did this begin much later in the life of vehicles?
You may be wondering what brought this letter on, but I have recently (and seemingly frequently) had troubles with my vehicles. In April my Malibu (created by Chevrolet – I know your rival, sorry about that) completely died, at least to the point that is too much for me to afford right now. Which leads me to the idea that cars are just too expensive these days! But that’s a different topic for another letter. Anyway, the Malibu died so I have been driving around my husband’s Oldsmobile (I know, another competitor). Well, it too died yesterday so now I feel as if I would like to never drive again!
Perhaps I should save up and purchase a Ford – that may be where my problem lies.
Until next time,
Crystal Rose
San Angelo, TX
Year 2011
I loved researching and learning more about Ford and his life while writing this.
And that is all for my Writer's Corner. We did a final project that was for a grade but it definitely something special that I need to wait and save for just a few people. Karl and I had a great time writing it.
Honeymoon, Part 2
Anchorage is nice. A little more rundown than what I remembered it to be as a child – but honestly the only thing I really remember about it as a child was how busy the roads were and how much I loved going to Chuck E. Cheese with my friends that lived there.
Anyway, we used our stop in Anchorage as an opportunity to just chill and enjoy the sites. We made sure and visited the Ulu Factory and purchased Ulu’s for ourselves as well as my Father-in-Law and Brother-in-Law. That was such a fun purchase for both my husband and myself.
Some other places we visited included the Alaska Native Heritage Center and the Alaska Zoo. Both were unique experiences in themselves.
That night we turned in our van and packed up for our next adventure – the Alaskan Railroad!
The next morning we awoke and got ready for the day. We had called to have a taxi come and pick us up and take us to the station – he was late!!! I was totally freaking out! If that train leaves us we are in so much trouble! However, we did get there in time and were able to load onto the train. If you ever go to Alaska – RIDE THE RAILROAD! Glorious! You see the beauty of Alaska, for sure! It was a really nice experience.
We got off at the stop near Denali National Park and this is where our real troubles begin. You see . . . they overbooked our hotel . . . yeah . . . so that was a little chaotic . . . but apparently that happens a lot because they quickly moved us over to another hotel just down the street and it all worked out. We got settled for the night and then took a trek to see the sights and get . . . ICE CREAM! I’m telling you, there is just something special about the ice cream there – yum!
The next day we got up early and took a bus into Denali National Park on the “Tundra Wilderness Tour”. I had not been there in a very long time and once again it was so neat to get to see all the beauty of Alaska. Yep all 7 hours of it! :)
That night we got all packed up and ready to go so the next day we could jump back on the train and finish our trek to Fairbanks – where I used to live as a child! (I actually lived in North Pole, but Fairbanks was where we did all of our shopping and things of that nature). By this time we were starting to get tired and felt that all this trekking was getting to us. So, needless to say we spent most of the trip to Fairbanks in and out of sleep. And it felt good.
Once we got to Fairbanks, a shuttle brought us to our hotel room and we were able to pick up our car that we would use the rest of the trip. We had 5 glorious days in Fairbanks all to ourselves – we were so excited to see what was in store for us.
We did so many things it’s hard to think back on the order in which we did them! I will just list them out so I don’t have to rack my brain too hard.
River Boat Discovery – Really neat experience! You ride a river boat down the Chena and Nenana rivers. You see some beautiful homes along the way, as well as experience Susan Butcher’s dogs that she used to mush in the Iditarod (she passed away of cancer some years ago and now her late husband and daughter live there). At the turn around point you take part in learning more about the Natives and their customs and heritage. While on the boat we ate some caribou hot dogs and some yummy salmon. So yummy, we just had to take some home with us. :)
El Dorado Mine Trail – Something else that I distinctly remember from growing up in Alaska was our ability to pan for gold. This was something that I could not wait to get to experience with my husband.
Chena Hot Springs – This was a neat place, too. It was quite a ways out but it was a neat experience for Karl, still the same. We went to the hot spring and just soaked in it for a while – it felt so good! They also have a huge palace made out of ice – we didn’t do this but kinda wish we had. They even give you a martini in an martini glass made out of ice!
Now on to some of my favorite things – the sentimental ones!
North Pole Assembly of God – This is where my family used to go to church. I really wanted to go inside but it was under construction. :( Oh well, it was still fun to see.
Santa Claus’s House – Yes, it does exist! We spent time looking around and getting to meet Santa’s reindeer!
3906 Ismo Drive – MY OLD HOUSE!
Pipeline – The pipeline stretches all across Alaska and played such a huge role in Alaska’s history as a state. We went to a little spot and were “educated” on its importance.
Knotty Shop – Yes, the infamous Knotty Shop – we went there and ate . . . more ice cream! One of my favorite things. It was neat to see inside the shop and look at all the local crafts that people had made – although it did seem more commercialized.
Great Alaskan Bowl Company – This was a new experience for both Karl and myself. This company makes wooden bowls out of trees from Alaska. We made sure and purchased a set for our home. They are definitely a great conversation starter and we love looking at them and remembering those fun times.
University of Fairbanks Museum – Also a really neat place. We actually got to meet one of the professors while waiting for our flight back to Texas. Fun stuff! The exhibits here were really neat and allowed you to learn even more about Alaska. Here we purchased some each heads that had been “whittled” out of caribou antlers.
Ice Museum - Something else that I really wanted my husband to experience about Alaska was the ice carvings. During the winter ice carving is a big deal and people come from across the globe for a chance to create a masterpiece in Alaska. So, I just happened upon a shop while planning for this trip where they allowed you to walk through some ice sculptures and watch as one of their sculptors did some of their work for you. Definitely highly priced – but worth it for me and my husband. May not be for everyone though.
Alaska Land/Pioneer Park – So fun! Well, it’s a little run down, but it brought back some great memories. We played putt putt and rode the train around the whole park. Then we did some more shopping! :)
We also experienced what it would be like at “forty below zero”. Karl was in his element – look at him with his jacket undone!
We have fun together – that is for sure! :)
That night we just hung out together and enjoyed the festivities.
The next morning we got our car packed and began to head to the airport in the wee hours of the morning – though it was bright outside – and finally saw mosquitoes! I’m not complaining though – it was nice not having to experience them.
After that we began our trip home, back to the real world . . . and we just can’t wait to get back!
Post 4-5
Time
Time can be measured in many different ways,
in eternity,
in decades and in years, in months and in weeks,
and even in days,
in hours, in minutes, in seconds,
in the blink of an eye
But how is it that time feels different between you and I?
How can one hour feel like an eternity while another feels like it lasted but a moment?
My childhood seemed as though it was going at a steady pace, not too fast and not too slow.
Until those moments came when I was not happy with my current arrangement:
wanting money,
wanting new clothes,
wanting to drive,
wanting freedom.
Each seemed like an intangible eternity, one that I would never reach. But then, I would reach those monumental feats and still there was more to conquer, more that I envisioned as mine until my childhood was wished away and I stood on the threshold of adulthood. What a fleeting moment it was – to step out into the unknown as an adult and forever wishing again that I was a child.
Isn’t life funny?
And now it seems that God has pushed the “fast forward” button in my life when I am constantly wanting to push the pause. All my childhood I had been wanting to “fast forward” life and now in the adult stage of my life I just want to pause and experience the now as I did when I was a child – embracing every moment of it. But no, the stresses of life overcome us and we have to meet the demands everyday despite how tired we may be or what other trials and tribulations come our way.
We have to be what our parents were for us – who knew they had it so rough?
Though time plays its tricks on us and I am still thankful for it for it is the most precious gift of all. I am thankful for the time that I have been given and the time that has been allotted for me.
May I remember this always and find joy in every lasting moment.
Post 6-7
On the road again . . . returning home from yet another wedding weekend. I feel like weddings are just a regular part of our life right now – it seems as though we have the privilege of attending at least one every other month! It is always fun to be able to see people that you haven’t seen for a while, especially those that you have had so many lasting memories with. This weeding weekend was for one of my best friends in college, Kandice – the last of the “Dilla Chicas”, as we named ourselves simply because of our love for Taco Bueno’s Quesadillas while attending HPU. After college the three of us split off with our husbands or boyfriend/job for the sake of my friend who got married this weekend. Donna and I, who were both in the wedding this weekend, both got married within the same month of each other with mine being right before graduation and hers being right after graduation. So we both exited and entered different stages in our lives at the same time. Kandice was a music major and still had some time left at HPU when Donna and I graduated with our husbands (except me as Karl had graduated the semester before). While there for another semester after our graduation Kandice met her now husband and made some new friends to fill her time with while still in Brownwood. She graduated at the same time as her new boyfriend and went back home to Tolar where her family was while trying to figure out what she wanted to do with her life and her music degree. By this time her and her boyfriend had started talking about marriage so moving close to him was the obvious choice. That put us in about a three-hour triangle from each other – I in San Angelo, Donna in Lewisville (near Arlington), and Kandice in Cedar Park (near Austin). I know that this wedding weekend has really reminded me how much I miss their presence in my life and how I wish we lived closer together so we could spend time together like we did in college.
I think back to the many adventures that we took part in while in college and longingly look back especially on the first year of college – freshman year. Where everything felt new and had to be experienced. I never experienced anything at that school like I did my freshman year. I was so blessed to have Kandice and Donna in my life that year and it was totally a God thing in how we met each other, especially for me. Turns out that Kandice and Donna were suitemates and at the end of the first semester switched so that Kandice and Donna could be together and then their roommates switched to be together. I lived on a totally different floor with all the transfer students and was a part of the softball team. We met one night in the bottom of our dorm. I was desperately trying to meet new people as I was constantly being pulled to the softball field around the same 15 girls all day. We had a sitting area with tables in the bottom of our dorm and we could check out games to play from the RA’s in the main office. Somehow we all got together to play “Truth or Dare Jenga” with some sophomore guys where were hanging out in the bottom of the girl’s dorm. From it I sat in Donna’s lap and had to dance like Michael Jackson (which the dance became known as the Elvis Jackson as it was recreated many times throughout our college years). After that night we were inseparable and I loved it! It’s nice when you find people who think and act similarly to how you do. Spending time with them was truly something that I had never experienced before with friends from high school and I was so excited to see what life had in store for us.
Post 8
Let’s talk about real-life teaching. I’m talking about those things that really make us excited about teaching and those things that make us want to stay in bed each morning. For me those things that have made it hard for me to get up in the morning have been . . . conferences. I would rather do just about anything than have those dreaded parent-teacher conferences. Granted, this is only my third year of teaching, but I can tell you those first two years – I t o t a l l y DREADED them!!!
However, that has changed somehow.
Or perhaps . . . I have changed . . .
I am not sure if I can totally point out why this is so, but I have some ideas. For one, I feel much more comfortable in my role as teacher. Secondly, I feel that I know my students better than I ever have before (this could be due to many different things, as well). And finally, I just have some pretty stinking amazing parents!
There are several things that bring a smile to my face and having parents that take time to get to know their kids and actually spend quality time with them – ahh!! I just love it!
I have made sure and told all my parents thus far that I have had the pleasure of having these conferences with just how thrilled I am for their choices as a family and how encouraged I am in the growth I know I will see from their child because of their commitment to working with their child. It is truly amazing!
So for once in my life I can say that I actually enjoy having parent conferences!!!!
I love talking to them about what I see in their child and then hearing back what they see in their child. Already I am so excited to hear about each parent’s goals and aspirations for their children. I had been meaning to create a page or two for our students’ “Data Notebooks” – notebooks that hold documentation of their goals, milestones for their year, and other things that show how they have grown both as a student and as a leader. I have been desperately wanting to make a “When I grow up . . .” page and “Goals I have for myself/Goals Mrs. Rose has for me . . .” page when it dawned on me.
What if the students knew, could read and reread daily, the goals their parents have for them? To remember what their parents think of them as learners, leaders, and individuals? {Puts me on the verge of tears just thinking about it!} So, while creating my originally planned documents I created another document as well, this time with lines for parents to write down what they think about their child and their ideas of what they want for them. I am greatly looking forward to the responses I receive and to see the way they change our students’ ways of thinking.
This could be life changing. Not just for the lives of our students, but for the parents as well. For the classroom. For the school. For the community. For the future of our country. It is going to be POWERFUL. It will be GREAT . . . and I just can’t wait!
Post 9-10
Dear Henry Ford-
When you first created the moving assembly line that made it to where the common man could have this new mode of transportation – to “build a car for the great multitude” – did you think it would turn into this?
I feel that the way things are made nowadays is just done so cheaply. I’m sure when you first came up with the idea for creating cars in the assembly line fashion this was not your desire. I’m sure you wanted to best for Americans, therefore used the best parts and made sure time was taken to ensure that those vehicles were doing all they were claimed to do.
Where has America gone? Why have we fallen? Why is it that we have so many re-calls (this is where vehicles are called back to where they were manufactured because they do not work properly or have something dangerously wrong with them)? Why can’t people just take the time to do things right? When did we start worshipping the dollar instead of making sure we had a good product? Where you beginning to see this as you passed your company on to your son? Or did this begin much later in the life of vehicles?
You may be wondering what brought this letter on, but I have recently (and seemingly frequently) had troubles with my vehicles. In April my Malibu (created by Chevrolet – I know your rival, sorry about that) completely died, at least to the point that is too much for me to afford right now. Which leads me to the idea that cars are just too expensive these days! But that’s a different topic for another letter. Anyway, the Malibu died so I have been driving around my husband’s Oldsmobile (I know, another competitor). Well, it too died yesterday so now I feel as if I would like to never drive again!
Perhaps I should save up and purchase a Ford – that may be where my problem lies.
Until next time,
Crystal Rose
San Angelo, TX
Year 2011
I loved researching and learning more about Ford and his life while writing this.
And that is all for my Writer's Corner. We did a final project that was for a grade but it definitely something special that I need to wait and save for just a few people. Karl and I had a great time writing it.
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