Sunday, June 28, 2015

All I remember is blue!

As I grew into my (not so) adulthood I came to realize that having $1,000 cars were great but they soon became unreliable. Go figure! I really don't remember how it came about but my mother and stepfather offered to cosign a loan for me. Awesome! I wanna say it was about 1992-1993, not sure though. I was 22, I think.

What comes to mind is a vivid memory of us getting into a car and driving to Bob Johnson or John Holtz. Pulling into the lot was invigorating! Seeing all these new cars and trucks invoked excitement, love, aspirations. We walked around the lot for a little bit and soaked up the array of models and colors.

I was in awe! Vehicles! I couldn't believe I was about to get a new vehicle. What a neat thing, something new that I could drive, reliably for a decade or so.

Powder blue! Ah! There it is. What's the sound that's like a revelation? Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, with a halo over it. I fell in love. I got in the new little, Nissan truck ( 4 cylinder) that seemed to fit like a glove. It had the old style long shifter that stuck up from the floor about 16". I took it for a test drive and wanted it.

For some reason didn't purchase it. There was a subconscious I think that said **irresponsible**. I really don't know. Anyway, I drove home with my parents without the truck.

What a dumbass move:)

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