I was sitting on our forklift the other day and it was acting up which brought back a couple memories from about 30 years ago. One day, our forklift broke down and we had to send it out to get it repaired which meant we needed to get a rental. Without our knowledge, the rental had a hydrostatic transmission which we weren’t very familiar with back in those days. The first time I got on it to drive, instead of going backwards, I went forward straight through our closed garage door with the forks! We had to replace the entire 16’ door. About a week later, we still had the rental and had learned to drive it pretty good.
My brother Steve was driving the forklift and came very close to me. As a matter of fact, he came so close he ran over my big toe which was one of the most painful things I have experienced as a moldmaker! To make things worse, that night I had tickets for a Jerry Garcia concert that I was not going to miss come hell or high water. My toe was throbbing so bad I think I cried through the entire concert. It’s funny how these memories stay with you as if they happened yesterday.
Thanks for reading… More Good Ole Days stories coming!