The Go-Cart, Circa 1968
When I was 10-12 years old, Dad built a go-cart from scraps and leftovers – some old rusty bed rails, a spare piece of wood for the seat, a little lawn mower engine and I’m not sure what else. I was young and not at all mechanical, you see. I’m sure he could still describe it for you, but my recall doesn’t include those details.
This go-cart didn’t go fast. In fact, it was pretty slow. It puttered around the yard, and wouldn’t have won any prizes at the car show. But, It. Was. Awesome! We were beyond thrilled. My middle sister and I drove that little cart in circles around the yard for hours on end. We ran it out of gas, and Dad filled it up again.
Becoming Celebrities
It wasn’t long before we became the talk of the neighborhood. Our friends would come over to ask for a ride. They would stand in line waiting for their turn on the go-cart. And they brought their friends. They were only allowed to be passengers, however, never the driver.
We were so proud of this go-cart that my Dad had created for us. Proud to share the fun with our friends. And proud to have a Dad who was not only ABLE to build this contraption but had built it just for us!
It may have been scrap metal, but that first go-cart was made with love. At the time, I don’t imagine Dad said: “They will remember this for years to come”. What he did do was spend time with his kids, put in the effort to connect with them, and as a result, gave them something to remember. My sister and I have such fond memories of those days and still talk about it often.
Today’s Go-Cart, 2017
Fast forward to today. My sisters & I have grown up, now with children of our own. In fact, I even have two grandchildren! And Grandpa (our Dad) has continued the go-cart experience for his grandchildren and great-grandchildren. It’s a big deal when Grandpa gets the cart out and everyone gets to ride. And that usually happens any time one of the Grands asks to take the cart for a spin.
Showing the Love
Memories of the first ride, of their hair blowing in the wind as they flew around the yard, and time spent with Grandpa. They will remember him smiling and saying, “you want to go for a ride?”. They will remember the day they all dressed up in Grandpa’s cover-alls and came back covered in mud. Most of all, they will remember that Grandpa enjoyed being with them and seeing them have fun. It isn’t the go-cart itself, but the special feeling knowing Grandpa loves them and made the effort to show them.
Creating Memories
Making memories with a go-cart started with a Dad who loved his kids and wanted them to feel special. And we did. It continues with Grandpa wanting his grandchildren to know these feelings as well. And they do. The entire family has benefited from that go-cart built so many years ago. Because of this one particular gesture, multiple generations have been brought into this circle of memories.
Thanks, Dad!
For more pictures, visit the Go-Cart Adventures page in the Picture Gallery.
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