The Spider man I loved My favorite car was a 1973 Fiat Spider that actually belonged to my boyfriend. It was a creamy butter yellow color with a black cloth top. I had never driven a convertible before, and to my joy he let me borrow it for months at a time. We drove this car on countless adventures – to the mountains, the beach and the parkway. Just cruising around town with the wind blowing in my hair I felt like “one hot chick.” He decided to have it repainted, and it came back a screaming bright yellow. Although he is a frequent car trader, he kept the Fiat longer than any car he ever had. It began to give him some problems and was expensive to fix. One day he told me he had sold the car to a local dealer. I was crushed. The car was tied to so many fond memories and sentimental moments it was like losing a good friend. The tears began to flow. The following day the car reappeared! Seeing how upset I was he had bought the Fiat back. I don’t know who I loved more – the man or the car! Lila Buchanan |
|||
