Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Dad traded the new boat in on this Grand Prix

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Sister--Helen said...

It might be said "a boat for a boat." look how big they were!

6:43 PM
Unknown said...

One time I was down at the filling station by the entrance to our subdivision and I heard someone squeel brakes - low and behold it was my father pealing out of the subdivision - I really gave him a hard time! He never knew that I got this car up to 120mph - then I backed off because it scared me so - I was on an unfinished part of a highway by the house - I'm sure glad I didn't get caught!

7:24 PM
Sister--Helen said...

Listen to that a speed daemon...about a year ago I was in a Wal-Mart parking lot. I parked way out like I always do. I was walking up the parking lot close to the back of all the cars. I came to one car that was sticking out a good 6-8 feet father than the other cars' rear ends I had to walk around it like a big box sitting in the road. It was an old 70 something Caddy. I checked it out and it was pulled ALL of the way forward! I got to the store front and turned around and looked down that row of cars and you could see the whole. backend of that car, sitting in the driving area. I could even see part of the back door. I laughed and thought,” if I had that car I would never loose it in a parking lot!”

5:36 AM
Galla Creek said...

I think your father appreciated
machines.

8:20 AM
Sister--Helen said...

You know I have always loved fast cars and slick bikes....Maybe I inherited that gene from Uncle Harold....Sister Fleta, could it cross over from non blood relatives through marriage....

10:42 AM

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