Pierce, the youngest son, is always talking to me about cars. He has not had the best of luck with vehicles. His first was a Ford Ranger. That promptly broke down and cost him a bunch of cash. His next vehicle was a geo priszm. Also known in our family as “The Car That Won’t Die”. It is a 1992 or 1993 geo that has been in MLW’s family since that time. And it won’t die. The engine in it is as strong as the one in my Tacoma.
Now the boy owns a Tiberon. Loves it. But I called him the other day to tell him that I had found the perfect car for him.
A 1979 Checker Motors Company Marathon. Yeah, that’s right. An old Checker cab. It is perfect as the boy lives outside of Detroit. The car is built like a tank, runs off of a small block V-8, and has a huge back seat for all of the kids he is always hanging out with. He can also charge fares from all of his free-loading friends.
I like this idea.
Him? Not so much. Kids just don’t have the vision that their parents do.
Namaste.
