The Book of Me, Written by You is a blogging theme where one can write about their own life using blog themes posted each week. More information can be found at Anglers Rest here.
This week's prompt is - Cars and Transport
- Did you have a car in your family whilst you were growing up?
- What methods of transport were there? And what did you & your family typically use?
- Your Driving Test
- Where Did you learn? - Can you drive?
- Your first car?
- Your Favourite Car?
I remember a few of the cars our family owned. We had an American Motors Rambler Ambassador which was a station wagon that could fit four kids. Here’s a shot of the car with my two brothers and one of my sisters standing in front.
Later, my mother got her own car, a Pontiac Grand Prix, which I drove for my driver’s test. It had a big hood and a tight turning radius. I had to re-do the three-point-turn because I made a U-turn instead. I also remember being pulled over once in the car and officer telling me a tail light was broken. However when I got home my dad said it was fine--that he was just checking that I was old enough to drive. I could barely see over the steering wheel so I wasn't surprised the cop thought I was too young.
My first car was another Rambler that my father bought for me so I could commute to Cal State University, Hayward. It was also a station wagon and did pretty well for me the first year until BART opened up out to Walnut Creek and I could switch to taking the train and bus to school. Then my brother drove the car until the block cracked due to lack of checking fluids in the car. I think it overheated.
The first car that I bought myself was an used Toyota Corona. It was light blue and a four-door. With it, I could drive to school again and work evenings or Saturdays in the library. It wasn't really a great car—it broke down a lot. I was in an accident in it once, too, though it wasn’t my fault.
My first new car was a 1978 Ford Pinto wagon. I bought the car after the Toyota broke down one time too many. I went to the dealer looking for a black pickup truck and came out with the wagon instead. It was bright yellow with “wood” sides and looked like a miniature version of the Ford Country Squire. It was a good car—I just hated the black interior which would get so hot in the summer and the yellow color that attracted bees.
|All decorated on the day of our wedding.|
At some point I drove my husband’s 1970 GMC pickup for a while. It had standard transmission—a 3-speed on the column. It was big and when I drove to San Francisco I would have to drive around looking for a parking space at the end of the block so I could park it!
After my first child was born, I purchased a new car—a 1990 Ford Tempo. It was white with manual transmission. I donated the Pinto to a high school shop class to use for parts. The Tempo lasted 9 nine years, traveling all over and even Girl Scout camping. In the meantime, my husband missed the Pinto and managed to find a low mileage 1980 blue wagon. He still drives the car.
In 1999, however, it was time for a newer car and I purchased a 1999 Ford Explorer, which I still own. With only a few thousand miles on it, I took my girls on a road trip around Montana and Idaho. This car has been to Colorado, Los Angeles and San Diego, and Oregon as well as many Girl Scout camping trips.
|Our 1999 Ford Explorer|
When the girls began to drive, we purchased used cars for them to use. First a 1988 Toyota Camry that ended up in a head-on accident with another teenage driver. We replaced that car with a 1989 Honda Accord, which was involved in an accident this year.
Now, the newest member to our family is a Nissan Leaf. Driving an all-electric car can be a challenge but it is nice knowing that we are not contributing to bay area pollution as we drive.
|All-electric Nissan Leaf|
Now this theme also included transports, so I felt I need to add the one transport that I did drive: a BART train (though I didn’t drive it, I operated it). I was a train operator for 15 years and then trained other operators for 17 years.I left out this bit of trivia (updated info): My mother wrote that I could identify all makes of autos when I was 2 years and 8 months old.
|Old BART console when I started in 1978|
|From baby book for Lisa Susanne Hork, written by Lela Nell Hork|
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