I am from seeing the family car burn, gravel roads, and the new car smell of our blue Valiant.
I am from life as seen through windshields - seeing dust devils - dancing, spinning, twisting, gritty sand in my mouth.
I am from prickly pear cactus, stalled cars and flash floods.
I am from lost keys, and coat hangers fashioned to open car doors, I am from Elizabeth, Grandpa Earl and Grandma Kate.
I am from tenacious-ness, and never give up.
I am from "you can do what ever you make up your mind to do", and "they can take away everything but your education".
I am from a driver's license at 15, a car of my own at 17 and Idaho plates.
I am from Kate who at 18 loved to ride the new 1905 Indian motorcycle yet - never drove a car, and from Elizabeth who learned to drive when she was 35.
I am from photos of Grandpa's Model A - Mom and Uncle Marion sitting on the running boards.
I am from car keys hanging on hooks, and kitchen tables stacked with books.