Everyone remembers their first car.  Your first set of wheels may have produced a long-standing love affair.  Or it may have become a love-hate relationship…..loved the freedom but embarrassed by what your parents gave you to drive. 

What was yours?  Color?  Model?  Special attributes like a big back seat for…….?

I was a lucky girl with no money, but a teacher who understood.  Mr. Cook, the chemistry prof, sold me his 1953 Plymouth for $1 with the understanding that I’d sell it back when I was done with it.  It had no heat….but big seats and stick-in-the-column shifting.  It was a tank that protected me when I ran into the side of the house.  True love.