The Cobra Journal

Not too long after the Cobra was road worthy, Anna (daughter) and I decided we would take it to Buffalo on the occasion of one of the regular family gatherings. To commemorate the drive, we decided to keep a journal which we worked on each evening of the trip. It’s fair to say that neither the trip nor the journal were what we expected. They were so much more. We saw things at a level and in a way that we had not experienced before. We touched lives, put smiles on people’s faces, and saw the old become young again.

Shortly after we returned, I edited our entries into something more readable and shared the results with a few friends. After the initial excitement died down, the journal slid into my computer archives…until now. The Cobra Journal