Albert Lee Taylor

I am 16 years old flying down the highway in a car that was smoking because I never change the oil and of course the car breaks down. I couldn´t call my dad. He would´ve killed me so I called Al. Al, father of eight after spending probably 10 to 12 hours working that day dropped what he was doing and got me on the side of the road and arranged to have my car towed, he lectured me the entire way home about how irresponsible I was being about how speeding doesn´t get you anything but killed, about taking care of your car being extremely important and told me to grow up. I was so relieved to have him come and get me a little bit scared because he was mad , and it only took me 40 years to figure out that every word he said was 100% correct! I smile when I think of it, because he treated me like one of his kids and I will always be grateful for. See you very soon Al! Thank you for everything!