Sunday, September 09, 2007

Ode to the good cousin

I am fortunate to have been blessed with many cousins. Most of which I know well, and I am deeply fond of (dare I say love?) them all. I would go to bat for any of them, as I know they would for me. When I needed someone to watch Steerforth when I spent the summer of 2001 in New York, I called a cousin. When we required a large number ushers for our wedding, I called in my cousins. Cousins have been very useful to me, and I hope they find me useful.

This comes up as I want to briefly recount an episode on Labor Day. Janet and I packed up the girls in the VW diesel, and headed up to Alexandria to see my Grandma Olson. Grandma has Alzheimer's, and stays at a nursing home up there. We met my folks, and some of my aunts and uncles there, as well as my cousin, Jason and his girlfriend.

I would never say I know Jason real well. He is several years younger then me, and lives in Alexandria. His interests and mine are varied, but we are cousins, and that is what counts.

After spending the morning with the family, Janet, the girls and I headed up to Fergus Falls to visit some of my old college friends. We had a great time there, and finally headed back home in the evening.

At this point, the diesel fuel gage was looking low, and before we left Fergus Falls, I drove through one gas station to fuel up. However it didn't have diesel. Since the girls were not sleeping yet, I felt it would be better to get moving on the freeway, so the girls would fall asleep, and we could gas up later on down the freeway.

Alas, I am afraid that didn't happen, as we ran out of diesel a mile before the Brandon exit, 10 miles before we would be at Alexandria.

I wasn't worried. I knew Jason was only 10 miles off, and would be there to save us as soon as he could.

It took a little while... as he had to empty has gas can of gas, fill it with diesel, then drive past us to the next exit to finally turn around and head back to get to us. The girls got cranky for a little bit, but my wonderful wife didn't get upset with me. It was just comforting to know Jason was on his way, and we'd be back underway shortly.

So this post is dedicated to Jason, and all my good cousins.

I love you guys! (or at least I am deeply fond of you)

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