OF FILLMORE

     Fillmore was supposed to be a place they would just gas up at, but when they tried to start the car, nothing happened; not even the lights would work. So they called up AAA for the 3rd time to be towed (this was our 4th different tow truck) to a nearby Rodeway Inn.

     That night they called home to explain what was happening, when Gary (Buddy's dad) made clear that he would drive down that night after getting off of work. The next morning Buddy went out to the actual town, a couple of miles away, to price-check alternators, since that was what was suspected to be the problem.

Gary arrived that morning and took a look under the hood. It would be less than 10 minutes to fix the problem that may have cause this entire trip to be possible. Evidently, it was due to a bad tread on a battery bolt. After swimming in the pool (and Joe losing his contact lens in the water) they stayed one last night to rest up.

Fillmore, Utah