'WayCool' was my '95 M Edition Mazda Miata
convertible. Color: merlot. I'd wanted a Miata since they came out in 1990, but
"you know who" always said that it would be impractical. In 1994, we
were transferred to Charlotte, NC,
from Texas.
We shopped for a country property, and my beloved said I could get a horse. But
the house we bought near Lake
Wylie had no room for a
horse, so I continued to dream of a Miata. I had 3 clippings on the
refrigerator of the new 95 M Edition--what a beauty!
Saturday, August 25, 2012
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Sunday, August 12, 2012
'33 "Party (urp!) Hardy" Packard
In the late '40s, my father chipped in with some
teenage friends to buy a monstrously huge black 1933 Packard. He says it only
lasted a few years, but while it did, they rotated who got to use it to go out
on dates, or they all piled into it to go to dances in West
Philadelphia. Its prime use, however, was transporting the whole
gang from West Philly to the South Jersey
shore on weekends. With little cash, they'd take turns sleeping in the car, the
rest sleeping under the boardwalk. Meals were scavenged from a cousin's hotdog
stand. On one trip, they managed to scrounge enough cash for liquor for their
weekly pilgrimage downashore. My uncle apparently had way too much and
announced he was going to be sick. Unfortunately, he was in the exact middle of
five guys sharing the back seat and couldn't reach the window. His solution: He
opened the tiny ashtray in back of the front seat facing him and gushed away. --
Mike B., Media, Pennsylvania
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
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