Triple A to the Rescue

I think one of the best decisions I ever made was to join the American Automobile Association otherwise known as Triple A.  I was in my early twenties, single and living in the big city.  I have always strived to be self sufficient and not bother my friends or family with little things like flat tires, jump starts and the always dreaded mechanical failure.  If you use them just once a year...you basically have recouped your annual dues.  Even if you don't use them at all...the peace of mind it buys is priceless.

He jumped started the Toyota and for a little extra removed the battery from mother's mini-van.  I went off to town to purchase a new battery for her car while at the same time charging my own battery.  It was awfully hot as I decided not to turn on the A/C hoping that would  help in charging it up faster.

Later in the afternoon something kept on nagging at me...my sixth sense?...so I went to start my car.  Darn it!  It was almost out of juice but I floored it and got it started.  By now it was close to 7:00 p.m. and the dealership was closed...I was not about to have it be drained by morning.  So off I went back to the auto parts store to have them check both the battery and the alternator.  Lucky for me it was only the battery that needed replacing.  Oh well...had to replace two batteries in one day :-(

I was going to drive to the lake and then around town but thought it best to bite the bullet and just get it replaced...it is after all almost four years old.  Was glad it happened while I was in Del Rio where I have access to another vehicle and not in Houston or worst yet in Terlingua!

Good night.  May you all have Terlingua Dreams.