Say Ken Griffey June-Yah

You say it's your Birthday
Say Ken Griffey June-Yah

I do not think they do it anymore, but at Mariner games in the ole Kingdome the M's used to play the Beatle's birthday song as they listed the folks at the game that were having birthdays. To those uninformed of the Beatles, or lyrics to this song it went:

'You say it's your birthday
It's my birthday too, yah!'

or as my son heard it

'You say it's your birthday
Say Ken Griffey June-Yah

At one such game my little boy Peter asked me, "Why are they asking us to say Ken Griffey Jr.? He thought the lyrics went as posted above. It took me a while to understand his question. It was not until I heard him singing along that I understood his confusion.

Well, little Peter is 27 today. I am still guessing that there are lyrics that still confuse him, I know I have mine.

I am proud of my son. He is a King County Deputy and a fine young man. He enjoys his work, he enjoys his life and both of these facts are quickly evident when you meet him. It makes a father proud that his son has found his calling and is a happy man.

Oh, of course I would have much rather have had him follow my unresolved dreams, but Peter had no love for being a long haul truck driver (but on the bright side, he does love old time country music and appreciates a good chicken fried steak, with a side of biscuits and gravy). He also expressed no interest in running off to Bismark ND and working in a diner and raising jack-a-lopes as a side business. Maybe someday, if I live long enough, after Peter retires we can be an old man, father/son team of long haul truckers who roam from town to town setting people straight, solving crime and busting the local strong arm dude. What with my love of long haul truck driving, his background in law enforcement and our mutual love of lame TV shows we might just pull it off.

Just like the old show 'Movin On". See review below and the pictures above. Yeah... this could be us in 25 years!


Sonny and Will were two gypsy truck drivers who came from radically different backgrounds. Sonny was a burly veteran trucker,(yeah this could describe ME) owner of the giant rig that they operated, and prone to settle most of his arguments with his fists. Will was much younger, a law school graduate (better get to work on this part, Peter) who had turned to trucking as a means of learning more about himself. His legal training and quick mind often prevented disagreements from turning into brawls. They were good for each other; Sonny's outgoing gregariousness counterbalanced Will's quiet,reserved personality, while Will's rational approach to problems counteracted Sonny's sucker-prone willingness to help anyone at anytime. Together they traveled back and forth across the country in search of adventure and freight to haul.