Today is Jake’s last day of his Sophomore year in high school and Saturday he’s leaving for the summer.
Him and his truck are headed south.
How do I feel about that? Well let me explain it this way…
The umbilical cord isn’t going to reach clear down to Indiana.
No. It’s not.
Basically, until he begins his Junior year in high school in the fall he’ll be in Northern Indiana. And he’ll be in the very town we lived before we moved up here to Northern Michigan back on June 1st, 2006. Oh ya…time so flies!
Northern Indiana – Land of the buggy’s. Land of corn.
Land of trailer manufacturing.
But he isn’t going to be working in the manufacturing field.
He’s going to be working for a friend of ours at his crop dusting service.
The above pictures are of Jake and his soon to be employer, Mr. Lutes. They are in the gentleman’s WWII trainer plane a few summers back when he flew it up here to Alpena, Michigan for an airshow.
From the time before the boy was in first grade he was already taking him under his wing so to speak and blessing him with wonderful adventures.
Still is. See the video at the end for proof of that.
Said friend also raises Clydesdale horses so the boy won’t be without his long time familiar breed of equine either!
I try to remind myself that umbilical cords are over-rated and he’s only a phone call or text away.
I’m gonna miss my baby anyway…
the hardworking little buggar.
“Do us proud boy, keep the runway perfect and the planes purty! And have a great “parent-less” summer!”
“And hey Jake, get a haircut while you’re down there boy. You know the place!”
For Jake….”Real Gone”