And said farewell to a dear friend...

Once upon a time, way back in about 2002, Chandle and I lived in some crappy little college apartments near campus. It was my very first apartment, and I didn't care one little bit that the carpet was about 50 years old and had survived many college students that came and went. It also had a "dishwasher" that we were so excited to have. Turns out, it was really a salad spinner that was loaded into our counter tops. You took the lid off, put your dishes in, and it spun them clean... we never used it. This apartment holds many many fond memories for me. We always had friends over, and something was always happening. I loved it. This is also the time when Jeremy started to really catch my eye. I had met him a couple of years before, but he had only been an acquaintance that I had seen at parties (perhaps at David and Adrian's apartment...) and that I knew played Frisbee with some of my friends.

Right around this time, we started to like each other and started to hang out more and more. Also at this time, Jeremy drove the scooter pictured above all around town. I would see him driving to class or to the coffee shop or to a friend's house. He would ride the scooter to parties and occasionally offer me a ride home (the block away that I typically had to go). One of my favorite memories of Mansard apartments, however, involves the scooter in that I could always hear Jeremy coming when he would visit. We'd hear the little putter of the scooter and know he was around the corner. And he always drove the scooter RIGHT up to our sliding glass door. And he'd ask me if I wanted to go get dinner. Or any other excuse he could think of so that we could hang out.

Many years later... here we are. He still asks me to go on dates with him. But the scooter is no longer functional. :( A couple weekends ago, Jeremy made the decision to give it away, so he put a sign on it and put it in our driveway. Not long after, a kid around the age of 13 or 14 knocked on our door and asked, "Uhh, so is that scooter really free?" His parents were waiting outside with their truck, ready to load it up if it was really ok. So Jeremy passed on the legendary scooter to another generation of a boy who will undoubtedly make some girl's heartbeat just a little faster when he drives up. ;)