I visited a car show last summer. When I saw this car, I was reminded of stories my father would tell of his youth.
Every Sunday, my grandfather would gather the family and out they would go for a Sunday drive. He would spend the entire weekend cleaning his car and Sunday it would be the showcase of the neighborhood. In the 30's, many a car would leave the driveway on any given Sunday, family in tow for the ritual.
This was a time when access to an automobile was a luxury, unlike today, a car is transportation, a necessity, a tool used to get from point a to b. Seldom used to bring the family together...each family member has their own car...drawing them apart on their separate ways. This type of family event will never repeat itself again...the car now a necessary distraction rather than a place for the family to come together, talk and enjoy each other's company. The aura is gone along with so many other remnants of this time. Thankfully we have the older family members, relatives, to spin the tales of days gone by not unlike the oral traditions handed down by other cultures all around the world.
1167 - A Good Egg - TEO 1943 - 2018 Haiku Horizon prompt: Egg *A Good Egg.* We'll all go sometime— What better an epitaph: He was a good egg. . --- © 2018 J Cosmo Newbery...
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