August 3, 2009

I drove this one, a couple times

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My brother’s ’78 Z-28. He ordered it new, got tired of making the payments. Sold it. Kept up with where it was all these years. It is in pristinest of condition. The person who owns it now offered it for his friends to drive in the ride commemorating my brother’s passing. Doesn’t that say something about…?

Oh, y’all! I guess I’m still grieving a bit. Will you pardon my meanderings?

Danny and I were in this car once, alone on a nearly forgotten stretch of road outside Pocahontas’ city limits. I popped the clutch and bounced Danny’s head off the headrest.

Had this been the offer, ‘stead of the truck, I’d so be on the road to fetch it. (With apologies for the exposure. I don’t have the energy, just now, to correct it.)

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  1. Deron Bauman on August 3rd, 2009 at 9:14 pm

    thanks so much for posting this, Rick. it is wonderful to share your memories.

  2. Coop on August 3rd, 2009 at 9:32 pm

    Beautiful story.

  3. Kelsey Parker on August 3rd, 2009 at 9:47 pm

    What Deron said! Though, is there really a town called Pocahontas? I kind of wish I was from there.

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