We had a surprise yesterday when a young man knocked on our door and asked if we wanted to sell our white Honda. Well, it hasn't worked very well for a long time and we had been thinking of donating it to Goodwill, so we took him up on it. He bought it for $100.
Why do I say "Phoebe" you ask? Well, we've had a tradition in our family of naming our cars. For me it started with my mom. She always called our cars "Betsy." (No we did not name our daughter Betsey after a car!) If ever the car was slow in starting, Mom would say "Come on, Betsy!" And it would usually start. Our family carried on the tradition. Especially when we had more than one car it was just easier to call it by name rather than saying "I'm going to take the Honda…"
The name of our first Honda was the most fun because we named it Fenry. (Fenry Honda, get it?) After that Jim had a little blue car that someone named "Bob." We also had another little white one that was "Max." Eventually Phoebe came into our lives, but I don't remember how she got her name. We have had some vans too over the years, but they usually were just "The Van." Well, Phoebe was/is a 1991 Honda and had given us good use over the years until her engine went on the fritz, and could only be driven about 45 mph. I finally got too nervous about Jim driving her to work, so I asked him to stop.
Well, here's Phoebe in her usual parking place, and Jim and the new owner busy signing the title. (The lighting must have been just right that day. I'm very pleased with the way the pictures turned out.)
Why do I say "Phoebe" you ask? Well, we've had a tradition in our family of naming our cars. For me it started with my mom. She always called our cars "Betsy." (No we did not name our daughter Betsey after a car!) If ever the car was slow in starting, Mom would say "Come on, Betsy!" And it would usually start. Our family carried on the tradition. Especially when we had more than one car it was just easier to call it by name rather than saying "I'm going to take the Honda…"
The name of our first Honda was the most fun because we named it Fenry. (Fenry Honda, get it?) After that Jim had a little blue car that someone named "Bob." We also had another little white one that was "Max." Eventually Phoebe came into our lives, but I don't remember how she got her name. We have had some vans too over the years, but they usually were just "The Van." Well, Phoebe was/is a 1991 Honda and had given us good use over the years until her engine went on the fritz, and could only be driven about 45 mph. I finally got too nervous about Jim driving her to work, so I asked him to stop.
Well, here's Phoebe in her usual parking place, and Jim and the new owner busy signing the title. (The lighting must have been just right that day. I'm very pleased with the way the pictures turned out.)
They had to use jumper cables to get her started, but she DID start. I was a bit surprised.
Pulling out of the driveway.
The young man was well prepared. He was even towing a flat-bed trailer. (Now that I think about it, that's a very good example of positive thinking!) So here's Phoebe driving up onto the trailer.
Getting ready for travel.
And there she goes…! Farewell Phoebe. You served us well. It feels strange that she's gone after all these years. It's interesting how inanimate objects can become part of the family. Jim feels that the young man got a pretty good deal. Well, he probably did, but we weren't doing anything with Phoebe, so why not?
4 comments:
Phoebe was always my favorite of the famliy's cars to drive. Well, at least you don't have a somewhat dead car sitting in the driveway anymore.
How did he even know you had that car and that you were willing to sell it?
Yeah, That's what I want to know. Do you know him? Does he live in the area? Does he drive by every day and started noticing that the car never moves? Weird.
If you donate a car to charity, it's supposed to be good for your tax return.
I think Phoebe was named Phoebe because she was a replacement for Fenry.
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