Seventeen years ago I needed a car. I had an old beater, and it had served me well. Its hatchback had also fallen on my head a few times and jacked up my neck. There are a lot…
Miles To Go
The other day I was on the road and I looked down and saw my car’s odometer was about to hit a string of twos. I was in traffic, so not only was I dodging people who think…
Stuck In Hot
Yesterday found me back behind the wheel of my old car, cruising all the hell over the place. Not for fun, mind you. I had bid-ness to tend, and it took me to Holly-weird and The Valley, including…
The Anti-Chrysler
Yesterday I was out and about when a dude approached me and asked, “Is that a ’66 Volvo you’re driving?” I told him yes and that he really knew his stuff. He said he suspected the year of…
An Attitude of Gratitude
“Here I stand; I can do no otherwise. God help me.” Martin Luther (1483 – 1546) The photo above was taken in the cab of a tow truck. As I was taking the pic, I…
Student Driver
Yesterday I let a potential buyer test-drive my car. Just kidding. I was visiting with friends and Master Ben climbed in the front seat of my old Volvo and started “driving.” He couldn’t have been any cuter.…
45 Minutes Later
This was my trunk before I tackled a portion of the Rock Camp shopping list. There will be many more stock-ups, before and during camp. Fresh goods are acquired daily. A lot of what we eat is donated.…
Doing Alright
You know your skin fits when you find yourself at a Ladies function and the temperature has topped 90 degrees, and your old Volvo just ain’t gonna make it home without you adding some water to the…
It’s a Difficult Responsibility…
For those who don’t know, I drive an old car. A 1966 Volvo 122S, to be precise. It is uncommon and it is darling. It is also a bit of a responsibility. When I return to my…