Sunday, September 26, 2010

1973 Volkswagen Beetle

A person, once very close to me, often said, "You can learn something from every person you meet. Every person has some grain of knowledge you will never otherwise learn. Find out what they know and learn it."

That was the only grain of wisdom that I learned from that person. That and about cars. I love cars. I love pre-computerized cars. I love working on them. I love the purr of a properly timed engine. I don't have mechanical opportunities in my life right now, as old cars and young kids don't mix for busy mommies. And, I may never fix up an old car again, but I have fond memories.

The first car that was actually mine was a 1973 Volkswagen Beetle. I loved that car. She broke down a lot. Sometimes I knew what was wrong, and sometimes I had to push her. She flooded a lot when parked and I'd have to push her out of the space, let her roll a bit and pop the clutch. Brilliant! I miss that car... and I learned something.

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