Northwest Trek

My spanking new Ford 150 and sixteen foot fishing boat were gone! My mind refused to believe what my eyes were seeing!

It was Friday March 1st. My youngest son had the day off from school and me from work. The dawn had held great promise for a day of fishing. I had just hooked the boat up to the truck and gone back into the house to pour the coffee into a thermos. Less than five minutes had elapsed but he truck and the boat were gone. I quickly ran in and called the local county sheriff and reported the theft. The ensuing chase and recovery was filmed and eventually was shown on the “Wildest police Chases”. But that is another story. The damage to the boat and truck was repaired at substantial cost to my insurance company. To this day I never leave the keys in a rig if I am going to be out of sight of it. This was a mentally traumatic event for me.

A month later as I was sleeping in on a Saturday morning the intruder alarm on the truck parked just outside the bedroom window began to urgently announce a forced entry. I lunged out of bed and charged out of the house, clothed only in my underwear, to find the pickup sitting where it belonged and no one in sight. My brain was still trying to catch up to my body having been in deep sleep only seconds before. I quickly began to sift through a sort of check list to analyze what had just occurred: pickup ok- check, no trespasser evident – check, I’m not dressed for this – check, uncontrollable laughter from the interior of the house – check, who is laughing – my wife – check, why is she laughing – April The First – check, April First is April Fools Day – comprehension!

I immediately saw that the only way to save my pride was to see it from her perspective; savor the humor that my wife had salvaged out an emotional wrenching incident. I’m still waiting to even the score with her, but I’ve not been successful in dreaming up a suitable prank to top what she did to me.

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