Kyle read the post about the Grandparents and was very disappointed that I did not include this one important part of the trip:
We were on our way back to Charlottesville and Pops pulled into a park & ride. There was a horrid sound coming from his van. Thankfully, Kyle knows a lot about vehicles, so he began having Pops pull forward, reverse, forward, then reverse, in an attempt to figure out where the sound was deriving from. After realizing it had to be something with the bearing or breaks, we (as in Kyle & Pops) rolled up our sleeves and began jacking up the van.
Kyle and Pops put Grams to work holding the tire as the boys figure out where the strange screeching sound was coming from
And there it is. The problem child, otherwise referred to as a WALNUT.
It was lodged in the only place possible where it could be stuck, squeezed nicely between the disk and the caliper. It took a few wiggles to loosen it enough to get it out.
Stunned and fully serious, Pops responds "You know, I did see a squirrel go under our car last night!"