A man named Dow-oo who lives in the swamp shack area of the dump introduced me to his mother who 80 years old and I think blind (or has very damaged vision). I had driven him to the area where his mother lived then back again to his home on the motorcycle. I am not sure what he wanted of me but I could tell he loved his mother very much and was worried for her, she is about my own mothers age.
One cute thing was that people smiled as I drove by with Dow-of on the back of the bike. Maybe I will end up becoming a bit of a chauffeur with this thing.
One cute thing was that people smiled as I drove by with Dow-of on the back of the bike. Maybe I will end up becoming a bit of a chauffeur with this thing.
