The story: One of the last times I saw my grandfather (m mom's dad) alive, it was after the passing of his wife. He was severely incapacitated, not the man I remembered. I was driving to Wisconsin from Minnesota, sad that my grandpa (who once told me "Don't get old") was reduced to the state he was in, listening to an iPod through the speakers. I was heartbroken. It rained, then cleared abruptly. Not too far from my dad's house, this song came on. Steam was rising from the road. I floored it and took a back road just so I could hear the whole song while driving over roads I would never be pulled over on.

joegarden 29 Aug 2013