When Hannah was little she always got a little sad and upset when we got a new car. I think she worried about the old car (I always felt sad for yellow lollipops and always volunteered that I wanted them as we pulled away from the drive-thru teller at the bank). We had a '73 Buick Century that was bequeathed to Reta (Sarah's sister) who I lived with for a year during a bout with searching for independence. We made good use of the Buick for a couple of years.
This weekend Hannah has brought the new boyfriend over (a newer model) He seems nice enough and it's pleasant to have company for a change. But.....wouldn't you rather have a Buick?
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I know I certainly would. Those were the days-eh?
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