Drinking to the health of the Oldsmobile 442.
We met in 1991. It’s been quite a run. She brought me to WA in 1993 and towed my 66 VW bus full of all my happy crap from Ohio. But now it is time for her to run down somebody else’s road.
Nancy and I are shrinking our world down to the size of a sailboat. And the Olds does not float. We had a photoshoot today for the auction. I drove her around today in the 30 degree weather. Thank God for the sun! What a blast to drive! Yes I had the heater on full.
Long may she run.