A "Life Lesson"...
-But said 'collector' consists of a young man who isn't old enough to get a license yet, it will be a project that apparently his whole family is very excited about, and I intend to help them however I can. In fact - I made sure they had a set of the original keys yesterday.
I really think they know what they are getting into, and they've researched the car a bit online. My only real concern about it was that it should go to someone who would value it for what it is, not turn around and sell it for a fast few thousand in the bank.
It used to be my fathers daily driver, and I also think it would have gone untouched for many years if I had kept it.
It needed help right away if it was going to be saved.
On the day I turned up with a rented trailer, the young man it went to turned up also, asking if I was about to tow "The red car". I told him yes I was, and in about fifteen minutes found myself talking to his mother on a cell phone... The rest of the story unfolds from there!
It seems the son of a lady who lived with my father (and who still lives in the house!(HIM, not her - she passed away also)) struck a deal with 'Tyler' to sell him the car - forgetting that I was already looking at taking it to my brothers house. They had in fact come out the weekend before, only to be told that the car couldn't be sold after all (I had talked to the son about it) and they were out fifty dollars for the rented trailer they had brought.
I thought it all over for about five minutes.
At the end of the day (to make a long story shorter) I paid for the trailer I had rented with the fifty that Tyler's father in law handed me later that same afternoon!
~ And now for the reason I told that whole story in the first place...
Many years ago, the Mexican economy went right through the basement. I remember seeing the exchange rate fall as low as 2,000 peso's to the dollar and seeing people come out of banks in Tiajuana with huge clinking sacks of money to go and exchange before things got any worse!
In among the other things of my fathers that were left behind, I found several aluminum single peso pieces from long ago...
This weekend, I gave one of them away to Matt - the son of the lady who had been staying with my father, on condition that he keep it forever. The reason I gave it to him, as I explained it, was this:
In the beginning, I had told Matt that any car with fins on it was a valued collectable that was worth not less than six and a half thousand dollars - even if it had no drivetrain at all!
As I handed him the coin, I looked him in the eye and said:
"There are things in this world that seem at first glance to be absolutely worthless, and this is one of them. But I guarantee you this - no matter how far and wide you look, you will never find another one."
"THAT is the true measure of a thing's worth..."
I believe it was apt.

-The preceding was robbed directly from my site at:
http://www.forevercord.com
(which is a work in progress)
by me personally!

I hope you got something out of it...
Last edited by Greywolf; Mar 10, 2003 at 06:58 PM.
letting go of it so a boy could "build" his own memories with it rather than letting it sitting for however long to rust......
your a better man than I



