I’m too much of a coward to bring on the Welsh place names. I’m retired and too poor to tour there today anyhow. I’m just glad I had my Irish 90’s vacation when I could afford it.
In case you’re wondering, yes he passed away. We were camping in the woods, and I found him stiff in his tent in the morning. The Sheriff’s folks were so apologetic for doing their job. All I could do was lift my arms to the universally-recognized gesture of “this happens.”
My best friend was a mechanic, and didn’t think twice about tinkering with my Cavalier. When I got the Accord, he wouldn’t touch it. He said “take it to the dealer.”
My eyes still mist over when considering the days when popping the hood revealed everything. When I was a kid in Green Bay WI, one of my neighbors (who gave me a bunch of his old comic books) had a classic Mustang that was clean as a bug’s ear. Look under the hood, there was no guess-work. It was there.
My first driving car was a hand-me-down 1972 Impala from my parents. It was wrecked when some yahoo brought out a gun in a movie theater parking lot and pretended to shoot people. I was astonished, but my insurance agency was apparently satisfied, when the judge called it 50-50. Is this what justice will call on Trump? Then I got another hand-me-down Impala. That one was my fault: I didn’t change the oil and threw a rod. The next car was a classic 1960’s Impala that was cheap as dirt because the paint was peeling. I still didn’t know how to take care of it. Finally I got a Cavalier which lasted me for 15 years before I got a 2001 Honda Accord V6 which serves me to this day.
I’m too much of a coward to bring on the Welsh place names. I’m retired and too poor to tour there today anyhow. I’m just glad I had my Irish 90’s vacation when I could afford it.