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.