Motorcycle Talk

This essay resonated with me a lot more than "The Car" did. I can relate to the author and his relationship with his father. I too have very limited conversation with my dad. Not because we dislike each other, but because my father and I have nothing in common. The only thing we have in common is our hard headedness and our ambition. When it comes to hobbies, and experiences. . . we've got nothing. The only thing I can talk to him about is something that he is passionate about. If I ask him how his maple syruping is going or how the garden is coming along, I won't be able to shut him up. If I try to talk to him about my experiences at school, the conversation dies fast. I've learned that in order to converse with him, I need to pretend to be interested in what he wants to talk about. Listening to him go on and on about how many gallons of sap he boiled or how many rows of beans he picked, is the only way for us to keep in touch with each other. This piece was similar to my own experience in the respect that the author could only talk to his father about one thing. Differently from me, the author actually enjoyed talking about that one thing. The piece was well written and I enjoyed reading it. I especially enjoyed the story about the Depression Go-Kart. I found it inspirational that the Simmons' father made the Go-Kart at such an economically depressing time.