little red

When I was a little girl, my dad's best friend had a little red Ford Fiesta. We called it little red. In elementary school, his girlfriend moved into our house, because she was a missionary getting accustomed to the United States again. That meant that he spent a lot more time around our house. I loved my dad's best friend because he always made me laugh. He did the best impression of donkey from Shrek and teased me constantly. When I would get home from school and see his car in the driveway, I would run inside and yell at him to do the donkey voice. My neighbor, doubling as my best friend, and I called him donkey. He used to take us to the park in that little car to go down the slide. I can't imagine us all piling into that car now, but it was such a fond memory at the time. To this day, whenever I see a little red, I think of him. @mavia