I wanted to share a special moment that I had last night. The director of our car museum called me at the last minute and wanted to know if I could take a group on a tour of the museum. My brand X car was low on gas, but Stuart had half a tank. Since the weather was clear, I decided to drive him.
The tour went well, I was driving home on an almost empty freeway at 10:00 at night. I looked at the moon through that huge windshield. I was wearing a gray suit with a matching tweed hat. I turned on the radio in time to hear a rebroadcast of a 1962 Manhatten Jazz concert. For a few brief moments, I imagined myself in 1962, when my Cruiser was new and men wore hats. The only thing missing was a Lucky Strike or L&M. I then thought of a question, how many of us would like to go back to the year when our cars were new? Would I really want to be an adult in 1962? How many of us would like to go back to 1955 or 1964 or 1937? when our cars were new? Just a thought.
The tour went well, I was driving home on an almost empty freeway at 10:00 at night. I looked at the moon through that huge windshield. I was wearing a gray suit with a matching tweed hat. I turned on the radio in time to hear a rebroadcast of a 1962 Manhatten Jazz concert. For a few brief moments, I imagined myself in 1962, when my Cruiser was new and men wore hats. The only thing missing was a Lucky Strike or L&M. I then thought of a question, how many of us would like to go back to the year when our cars were new? Would I really want to be an adult in 1962? How many of us would like to go back to 1955 or 1964 or 1937? when our cars were new? Just a thought.
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