It didn't last long.  It was only a few days that Ben was legal to haul friends around with him when we got the call.  "Dad, bring the stretcher."  Todd figured it was the welded axle that broke, but upon examining the situation he decided that Ben abused his u-joint.  His little diesel doesn't have much power but does have a lot of torque.  Ben didn't help his case for a bigger engine!

Ben has felt well for nearly seven months.  I hope we've found the answer for keeping his nausea/vomiting at bay and that is being super agressive about treating his sinus problems (using "Rambobiotics" if anything looks remotely suspicious).  The longest he's felt well in the last four years was nine months in a row.  I try not to count the days as we approach that mark.  But as an anxious realist I have to work hard not to.

Ben is spending as much time as possible trout and salmon fishing.  He just came home from his trip to the Elwha River.  Todd confessed that they slept in late and took naps in the afternoon.  They did stay up for the evening bite but the fishing wasn't great.  Sounds like cribbage wins were equally distributed.

Today Ben is helping Todd swap the engine in GM to get it ready to sell (fall out from our trip over Teton Pass where we almost had to push the van).  If you know of anyone in the market for a custom 1955 first series, give them our number!