7 a.m. and it’s already 95 degrees out.
Hit the road. 
Fred put the basket behind the seat
And got in the truck-
German potato salad and sandwiches.
Starting the trip at an easy pace,
Should be in Canada in 4 or 5 days.
Of course he’d call his parents every day,
They wouldn’t say it, but they wanted him to stay.
May break their hearts,
But 46 was too old-
Single and living at home.
He started the engine and pushed the knob.
Crackling between stations. Smoky Robinson.
Cruisin.
Coffee.
He hated New Jersey.