These days there's so much going on
No one seems to want to know
I may be just an old soldier to some
But I know how it feels to grow old - Elton John
So a family member inquired about the availability of my vehicle, a 2010 model.
I had no plan to sell my blue baby, but I've always looked at other models, just on a lark.
Until there would be an offer I couldn't refuse. Who cared that this purchase would mean dipping into a savings account?
I adored Web sites that allowed me to build my new automobile.
There were so many options. (Tires? Yes, four please.) A CD player and several speakers were a must.
Project headlights? Solar control glass? Is this a spaceship?
Colors for the exterior were perplexing: Galactic Grey? Symphony Silver?
Beverage holders? No drinks allowed in my baby!
Was tempted to get a sporty car, telling a co-worker this was my mid-life crisis. But the young co-worker was in high school when I bought my current car.
A kind employee from the dealership I visited emailed me a birthday card on April 26.
My birthday is in September.