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My dad had a 1968 Olsambal bill with a convertible top.

I remember that the Olsambal bill was part of the Grandmother's house right there.

My wife was more or worse so we went there it took quite a morning to open the boot to get a jack

and hopefully get another tire. And when I opened that boot the first thing I seen was cement blocks

and co-hangers and it hit me. Now the news just had come out about him floating two days before

and this Joker with me was 14, 15 years old this better for guy. I made this slam the boot shut.

I said no he don't have a jack and the guy says well what's all him blocks doing in there?

I try to minimize that. I don't remember what I said but it scared me death.

We didn't fish the car that night and we walked back to my cousin's house which is three miles away

and all I could think of was get the my dad get me there because in my mind I knew it.

I knew at age 11 that those were cement blocks and the co-hangers that were used to think that man.

All that was on my mind was to warn you so he could rectify his mistake and my mistake

of taking somebody to the car to allow them to see what was in it. I felt like I had screwed up.

I said dead I need to talk to you. He's gonna talk to her and I said dead it. I need to talk to you

by yourself. He had the strangers looking at face and said I honey let me talk to him so she

walked out of the bathroom. I never would forget to look on his face he was shaving. I said dead it.

I messed up. We had a flat tire and I went to the Osville Park side granis and when I

went to do they were cement blocks and co-hangers in there and there's 14 year old boy that I had

with me seen them. I closed the boot fast I could but he seen them and I seen the alarm in his face

and he said well why would you tell him me that? That's because, Daddy. That man just has floated in that river

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