Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Homage to Honda....

We are entering the bittersweet, sunset days of life with our
93 Honda Civic.

We will miss its sassy grin. We feel proud at its parting words....












Yet, we will not miss this, which does not work....








This sounds like it is infested with wasps and makes electric sparking noises even when it is turned off....









This, once again, is making rude noises on acceleration....











This makes it a little embarrassing to offer rides to visiting faculty....





It is not as bad on the other side, because of the time my dad lay down on the garage floor to reattach it with that bolt (now rusted, but still holding strong)....

We don't share its burdens equally: Darrin sacrifices pride and comfort to drive it, so I don't have to.

Greater love hath no one but this: that a man should drive the airless, radio-free car for his wife.

1 comment:

  1. I'm weeping. And that scripture? It's my favorite.

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