Mike had got, what was new to him, a truck with a plow on it. (Which he asked me 67 times to sell for him, but when I had a potential buyer he always got cold feet…) Mike never knew how to plow, and with my experience, he would have me come along with him to show him the ropes.
one night we were out plowing and Mikey wasn’t comfortable with a certain situation we were in, so he asked me to do it. So we both got out of the truck to switch seats. As I went to go get into the driver seat, Mikey pushed me out of the way and said “I got this” lmaooo. I said you sure Mike? He insisted on doing it himself because naturally Mikey wasn’t gonna let someone show him up. Lo and behold, he got it done. It may have taken him 45 min longer than if he let me do it, but he still got it done.
there was probably 6 other times this happen throughout our plowing endeavors over the 2-3 years I went out with him.
miss you Mikey. I love you bubba
-DiFran
