It’s also true that the driver’s side window refuses to roll down upon occasion, and that makes for awkward fast-food-drive-through ordering, bank deposits, and valet parking.When the leather seats wore out, I repaired them with duct tape. Classy.
But I loved that car.
Family vacations. Beach trips. Disney World. Football games. Baseball games. Basketball tournaments. Summer camp. A carload of giggling cheerleaders . . . Memories.
Did you know you can fit a full-sized mattress in the back on an old Suburban? You can also transport huge buckets of flowers that need to be arranged. Garage sale items. Pine straw. A new washer and dryer. Big antiques? No sweat.
I liked driving my big mama car. I admit it. I felt like my kids were encased in a tank. It felt safe. Solid. It also had a huge gas tank. We could drive through three states in a hurricane evacuation without filling up. That’s handy where I live.
I’ll miss my Suburban. Did you ever fall in love with a car?
Oh yes. I had to trade off my first luxury car, foreign, British jag when We discovered that when in park the gear shift could be bumped out of gear by a toddler foot…and the car would roll. That was many years ago…say maybe 30…since that toddler is now in her thirties. That new car had lovely leather seats. And best part..the seats were great for my 5ft.heigth and small size. My jumbo sized hubby never did fit the car. But alas….it went by by. A cousin knew the guy who bought it and they cruised around in it for 15 years or so. BooHoo for me. Sheila
Totally get that story. Life.
Loved it and very true!!!
And who can afford a new Suburban??? Wow!