in 1961 a man…who i will never have the pleasure of knowing…from a state far away, was working in galveston.  and he bought a sign.

there was no way he could have known that a decision he made…in the year i was born…would some day impact my life…

as a little girl my family lived in ft. worth.  in those days car seats didn’t exist…i stood in the middle of the bench seat next to my mom.  a front row view of the world!

we spent a lot of time downtown…shopping, lunching, running errands.  no visit was complete without looking for that whimsical, comical character, Reddy Kilowat, perched high
in the sky!

it was a highlight.  a must.  i thought he was adorable!  standing patrol over downtown.  his bright red lightening bolt body was easy to spot for a wide-eyed, towheaded girl! 

that memory makes me smile, it makes me happy!  we didn’t live in ft. worth very long, but i’ve always carried that little guy with me!

fast forward to a few weeks ago…and the man, who bought the sign, had a son two years older than me.  now, there’s a lot of this story that i’ll have to leave out…you know, JUNKers privilege, but trust that it is quite a story!

the son and i found ourselves in an on-going conversation about that sign.  sadly, he lost his dad a few weeks before we started chatting.  over time we formed a friendship of sorts and ultimately struck a deal!

51 years ago a man bought a sign.  and the wheels were set in motion.  i love that.  i love thinking about that.  and i love that God smiled that day.  He knew the big picture!

that sign is now mine.  and i’m thrilled and so honored.  and i gotta tell you…down right giddy!

now that is one seriously happy heart friday post!