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Friday, July 9, 2010

Back in Time

I drive a Saab 9-3 convertible. It’s a really nice car. Silver with a black top and black leather upholstery. It’s several years old but amazingly ding free. It handles well, has great pickup and gets good gas mileage. It has one of the highest safety ratings for the back seat passengers of any convertible, and I carry very precious cargo in my back seat. It's even sporty enough that I get the occasional, “Hey, nice car.”

But that’s not why I love it. I love it because every so often - not too often but sometimes - when it’s summer and I’m riding with the top down and the wind is blowing my hair, an image or a sound or a smell will catch the corner of my mind and that Saab will morph into a 1964 Rambler American convertible. White with a green top and green vinyl upholstery. White wall tires, broken radio, manual everything.

And for just a moment…in that car...I’m 16 again.

How about you? What has the power to take you back, and to when?


Anonymous said...

Hot summer days, swimming in a beautiful blue highly cholorinated community pool.

Todd Collins said...

I go for hot summer nights! Crickets chirping, frogs singing, and unknown creatures snuffling and creeping about, the musty smell of wool and canvas, the crackle of a campfire ... even now with high tech gear I can climb into a sleeping bag after a long day outdoors and I feel 12.

Linda Leszczuk said...

Anon - I know who you are...don't forget the sunblock next time.

Todd - I'm not sure...when I was 12, I had trouble with the unknown creatures snuffing and creeping. The smells and the sounds, yes. The unknown creatures, not so much.

Todd said...

At three in the morning a chipmunk sounds like a bear outside a tent.

Linda Leszczuk said...

Todd - My point exactly!