My Buddy Jeff

Jeff is one of my oldest friends, and is coming up from California this week for a medical school interview at the Oregon Health Sciences University. Two summers ago we took a road trip from Chicago back home in my very well-used '88 Ford Escort. This is from the top of a mountain pass in western Montana, after my rear tire blew and Jeff kept trying to call AAA on his cell phone. He eventually got through and we got a tow, but the day wasn't over until my alternator died not 15 minutes after the new tire was installed.