Step by Step

Today we sold L’s car and when I came home and found its space in the garage empty I burst into tears. Unexpected, those tears. It was a car–an old one and yet it represented so many many happy times. Drives to Florida–how we laughed as we listened to tapes of Prairie Home Companion and Mel Brooks’ 2000 Year Old Man on the old-fashioned tape deck (no CD player in this one). Trips “up North”for fishing and hiking. Going to and from work and plays and movies. We name our cars–this one was “Flash” because it was silver.
And so another passage–another step down this inevitable road.

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