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Hello! My first car was silver Chevy Vega. I just graduated from college and got my first job teaching. So my dad and I ordered my first car. Unfortunately a strike ensued the day I was to pick it up. When we got to the dealership there was the picket line. My dad said he would not cross the line. But I needed that car. So over the line I went. The men were very understanding and let me through without a scene being made. Lesson learned here is that understanding and being generous with each individual situation is honorable. I used that learned lesson throughout my career as an educator to treat every person and their special needs with dignity and respect.

The last I saw of it was when my husband, who was driving it, got it stuck in a snow blizzard on the way home from work from Trenton Public Schools. He walked back a mile to the high school on West Road. A fellow teacher took him home to his house where he spent the night. The next morning he went to get the Vega but a snow plow had smashed it to smithereens. And that was the end of the Vega.

I liked having my first car but it was not a very good car. The next car was a Ford. We now have owned no other car other then a Ford. Currently we have a Ford Truck. An F-150 the longest lasting truck on the road. And a red Focus. And we drive our vehicles till they die. Usually 10 years.

Janet