Tuesday, September 05, 2006

My beloved Storm

Is it possible to be emotionally attached to a car? This is my beloved '90 Geo Storm. It is usually parked in my yard because I have moved on to a larger, supposedly "safer" vehicle, but I can't bring myself to part with it. Nothing will ever replace the Storm. You see, this is the last thing my daddy ever helped me buy. My dad was killed by a drunk driver in Miami back in 1991. I was Daddy's Girl. He gave me the downpayment money to get a replacement for my '76 Camaro that was on its last leg. Daddy's career and life was all about cars. Stock car racing was his passion. He owned a racing team from the '60s until the day he died, and also was on the Board of Directors at Hialeah Speedway for years. It was in his blood. My dad could look at any car and tell you what year, make, and model it was. Do you remember the Johnny Cash song, "One Piece At A Time"? Well, my daddy built a Chevrolet Caprice for my mom where the front end was an '82 and the back an '83...a one of a kind! He could do anything with a car.

Me and my brother inherited the passion. Brother raced and is a mechanic, and I became a fan. Today, I took my Storm and got the tags renewed after a couple of years it sitting in my yard. I loved driving it again. It has almost 200,000 miles and still runs like a charm. I think I will drive it for the month of September to honor the memory of my dad. He died on September 17th, and this will be the 15th anniversary (unbelievable).

So, for me, I am attached. I am emotional about a car. It will always be special to me, because this car is symbolic of my dad and his love for Daddy's Girl.

2 comments:

Jodi said...

Oh my gosh, Geege...

I can't believe you still have the Storm!! I remember that car very well!! Good to hear she's still running.

Rose said...

I think it's easy to get attached to a car. To you it's a bond between father and daughter.