Bonfire under the stars on a cool Summer night. Sitting on the tailgate of an old, blue, beat up Ford. Cold drink in hand. Listening to our favorite band. Just a simple country Saturday night. One day we’ll look back, to the memories we made sitting on, the tailgate of that old ’78. Gazing at the stars, and laughing with friends. Those days seem to pass so fast. Lets hold on to them while they last.
– Jamie Whorton©