Jacko’s Adventures – A Decade of Fun
The first book in the series of Jacko’s Adventures
Can it really be 10 years ago that Van and I started our Grand Adventures? At least that’s what he told me. I’m not good with the numbers or keeping track of time. I do know that it’s been several munce since we went to see those Faces up in the North. But if Van says it’s 10 years, I’ve gotta believe him. He keeps track of stuff like that and I don’t really care if he is right or wrong.
All I know is that we had a lot of fun! And that’s all that matters. The cover of my first book (Jacko’s Adventures: To The Faces and Beyond) is one of my favorite photos. I’m sitting on a giant’s foot in Tulsa, Minnesota or somewhere. That foot is so big that it makes me look small. But I’m not. I’m just the same size as when I became. I don’t look any older now, either. The same can not be said of Van.
The other really good thing about that trip was that we came across a photo of my Papi at Rushmount. I had told stories about Papi to Van for a while, but until we saw that picture of him in real life, I don’t think he believed anything I said. It’s not like I lie like he does. Everything I say is really real. Because of this picture, we started moving to the point of reuniting with my old Papi. He read about us in the book about our Adventures, sent off an email to see about getting together with us, and the rest is history.
But I’m getting ahead of myself. This post was supposed to be about our first Adventure and celebrating 10 years of fun. So “Happy Anniversary” to us! I’m feeling festive. I think I’m going to go get Van to play the guitar so we can sing our fun little traveling songs. “Yo! Ho! Going on Adventures. That’s what we like to do.”
