Saying goodbye to the things that connected us.

It’s sad day for me today as I say goodbye to my beloved Henrietta. It was four years ago that Meredith helped me find and gave me the money a truck that only met my needs, but fit my personality. It took less than a year for me to replenish the funds she took out of savings for me. Now Meredith’s gone and after today, Henrietta will be too.

There are a lot of memories on her and even more in her. There were ski trips around Colorado, nights spent camping in her after long, but fun, days on the river with some of the best raft guides I’ve had the privilege to go boating with, a full Phish tour from Seattle to LA, visits to National Parks around the west, a trip to say goodbye to our beloved Ducky when she needed a new home, and last summer, Henrietta was home to Bodhi and I as we both restarted our life in California. She saw the majesty of the Grand Canyon, the eerie beauty of Joshua Tree, the stunning vistas of Mesa Verde, the imposing peaks of Rocky Mountain National Park, and the awe-inspiring Great National Sand Dunes. She saw bodies of water from the grandeur of Lake Michigan to the vast expanse of the Pacific Ocean and in between she crossed the mighty Mississippi River.

She rode hard and long, and never she never failed at her duty. She got me through one last trip to Colorado and back to get all of our belongings moved out to LA, and then after 215,000 miles and 30 trips around the sun, she had enough and finally gave out.

We shall never see her like again. And now her watch has ended.