Roadside Vision
I have cars on the brain maybe.
On the road to town there is an old car
that reminds me of old photos Mom saved.
Her pictures always struck me as from a Once Upon a Time era that was never truly real.
But the car I pass en route to town
is a daily reminder of a living past.
I found a photo Mom saved of her family’s new car, but Bill said, “No, that isn’t the same one we see on the way to town.” Or, is it?
The Grandparents’ New Car – No Date provided.
Does anyone know anything about this Once Upon a Time vehicle that belonged to my grandparents?
What year is it? And what make? And I wonder how much it was to buy?
Even if it is not a match for today’s roadside version, it still stirs my imagination and I yearn to take a trip back in time.
Oh for a visit to my grandparents who must have been excited to have a new car, to the aunts and uncles and cousins who may have lined up to see it, and the kids who wished for the keys.
They were my own family and their lives went by before I ever got to know them. But they are all somehow lingering and alive in that flat tired, beat up apparition I see almost every day on the way to town.
Virginia Views 