Photo Credit:  benteen

I inherited my first car from my older brother. It was a hand-me-down, but I didn't care. It was a ride and I was 16. The year was 1984 and the car was a powder blue 1973 VW station wagon. I had named it the fish mobile because my older brother loved to fish and that car was always loaded with fishing rods, fish bait, and tackle. We tried everything to get rid of the fish smell, but it never really went away. I had gotten used to it so I thought the smell was gone.

The night of the 1984 homecoming dance was my first time to drive the car by myself. My best friend and I were going to the dance stag - so cool back then. We parked the car as far away as possible just in case the fish smell was still lingering. When we got up to the door someone said hey do you guys smell fish. We just started cracking up. I didn't care, because the person who just said that got dropped off my his mom. At least I had a car, fish smell and all. Good Times.

Maria