The picture would have been comical. An expired 1995 Chevy Suburban perched on the back of a flat-bed tow truck. Unidentified liquids leaking from various areas of the truck's underbelly. The tow truck driver and a family of five all crammed into to the two-person cab.
This was how the addict's weekend started. The addict was scheduled to give a business presentation in Cedar Rapids, Iowa on Friday morning. The addict invited his family along to make the trip more "fun," with the plan of driving on to Chicago after his business meeting.
But a "funny" thing happened on the way to Cedar Rapids. The addict's aging Suburban bit the dust. About fifty miles into Iowa (driving south from Minnesota on I-35) the transmission went out. This was not a shock since the Suburban did have 118,000 miles on it, but it was still unexpected.
So at 7:30 on Thursday evening, the addict and his family found themselves stranded in the cold and the dark on the side of the highway in rural Iowa. And nobody asked, "Is this heaven?"
After a call to the insurance company, the addict managed to get hold of a towing company. Bob-the-tow-truck-driver was coming to the rescue! Bob was really great. He made the situation an adventure for the addict's children and brought a great amount of cheer to a challenging situation.
The family spent the night in Clear Lake, Iowa, a town known only as the site where Buddy Holly's plane crashed.
The addict did his two-hour presentation by phone on Friday morning and everything seemed to work out.
On Friday afternoon, the addict traded in a dead Suburban as down payment on a new minivan. Not brand new -- rather a 2003 Mazda with 35,000 miles. Still, it was new to the addict and his family and the addict believes he got a good deal.
If life is a test, this was a good one. And all the addict can say is that he is proud of his family who passed the test with flying colors!
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