We were driving to NY for a wedding. We were running late, the kids needed another potty break, we forgot the map, . . things were getting a little tense. I don’t remember exactly what prompted it, but in a burst of irritation Dan picked up his brand new day planner and tossed it at me. My window was open and we were both quite startled to see the day planner fly right by me and out the window. I sat there silent for a minute and then just giggled. It was so funny to see that thing fly right by me. It took a few minutes for Dan to see the humor in the situation and by then I had pretty much dissolved into laughter. The look on his face was priceless and I couldn’t stop imagining the look on the truck driver’s face that was coming up beside us. I could just see him calling home and telling his wife about this day planner just flying right out the window of the van in front of him. We figured that it would be one of those memories that we would bring up 20 years down the road and laugh ourselves silly. It still makes me giggle to think about it. You probably had to be there . . .
For those that knew Dan you are quite familiar with the fact that he loved to talk. His mind worked a million miles a minute and all that stuff going through his brain had to come out somewhere. Talking was the way he thought. One of the best ways for him to work a kink out of a problem was to talk the thing to death. That often got me in trouble because I wasn’t always real good at discerning when he was thinking out loud vs. when he was actually conveying something important that I needed to hear. It wasn’t so much that I was ignoring him as it was my brain wasn’t capable of keeping up with his and therefore I had to pick what it was actually going to assimilate and process.
Anyway, all that to tell you about my favorite memory of Dan. He was talking. lol
It was in college and we were getting pretty serious about each other. I don’t remember if we were actually dating at the time or not. I had a nice suit jacket that looked very professional but I never wore it. My roommate noticed this and finally asked if she could try it. Not a problem. She looked good in it, and I thought, hmmmm . . . I’d like to look that good. So, one Sunday I decided to give it a try. I had a nice, short, straight skirt that went well with the top and apparently Dan really liked the combination. =)
He was outside talking to his cousin while waiting for me after Sunday School. I walked out of the building and I could just see the “appreciation” written all over his face. He never stopped talking, but I know he had absolutely no idea what he was saying any more. It’s a moment that I will remember for a lifetime.