Rosemary's Journal

An online story of living and loving.

Monday, November 20, 2006

Joyous rewards

It’s a glorious feeling to bring joy to someone. Tonight it was eight freshman from Sonora High. There were seven girls and one boy.

Last week one of the moms called and was looking for someone with classic cars. She got our number from Margaret at the Junction Shopping Center. I shared with her that we would be thrilled to escort the teens to the high school prom.

She went on to explain that a limo was going to be $600, just to go 2 miles. Holly cow. I told her that we didn’t charge to bring joy to anyone. She couldn’t believe it. She then invited us to come early and join them for dinner. She felt she had to reward us in some way. I told her, not necessary. She was taken back by our generosity. We scheduled a time and I got her address.

Hubby had a grand idea. He invited two more cars. Our good friends, Bill and George, didn’t hesitate a moment to help us out. We took our two ‘65 Mustangs, a ‘68 Mustang fastback and a ‘55 Buick. We arrived on time. As I walked up to the door to announce our arrival, teenage eyes were peering out the windows with amazement. I invited them out, so they could choose which car to ride in. Out they came, screaming with joy. Oh my gosh!! The parents were thrilled and still couldn’t believe what we had done.

Hubby knew there were suppose to be eight kids, but when a large group came rushing out the door, he was a bit taken back. He said to the parents that he thought there were only eight. They reassured them that’s all there were. The others were guest who joined in, for the celebration dinner.

Everyone made their pick and climbed right in. My two couldn’t stop talking about how great it was, what we were doing. I told them we love kids and it was our pleasure. They were like detectives wanting to know all about my involvement. I shared with them after they asked the cost, that yes, we were free. There shouldn’t be a price on making memorable happenings. They wished they could go riding in the convertible someday. I told just give me a call. The screams were back. Silly girls.

As we arrived in the parking lot across from the cafeteria. I announced that we had to put the top down now. After all, we can’t show off, with it up. Yep, the screams were back. Wow, to be so cute.

They couldn’t have been more thankful. I reminded them to give me a call and we’ll go cruisin’. They all thanked us and couldn’t wait to tell all there friends.

Another memory to cherish by all.