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Well, my favorite transporter was a 1968 VW Bus. It carried a wall-mounted, formica-topped writing table that I could prop up in front of the naugahyde-covered rear seat which itself pulled out flat to a sleeper. The rear windows slid open to screens. I mounted a peace symbol on the bow and a 2-by-8 plank on the stern. That plank bolted on and off easily, allowing me to pull out the rear engine, which I did twice in order to rebuild it in my kitchen with John Muir’s “How to Keep Your Volkswagen Alive,” a guide for the “compleat idiot.” I’m not allowed to tell anymore stories about it. —Michael E.C. Gery |
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