March 5, 2010
Death of Gretel – Diablo – the Escort – the Red Car
Death of Gretel – Diablo – the Escort – the Red Car
What ever the name, our love affair with our little red car came to an end. We got the little red car from the Denver North Mission – a former missionary car. We realized that it had hand many hard miles – because it was a missionary car. However we needed something that was low cost and low power for our newest drivers to put into peril. It was perfect. Over the years it has had many adventures, but it has never let us down. It had small dents, a break and a scratch. It had a small oil leak. But it ran and it ran and it ran. We really took that little machine for all it had.
Friday, Michael made a left turn – into another vehicle. It came away with two blown airbags. It came away with a broken windshield. It can away with a badly sprung hood. It came away with a crunched left front bumper. It came away with a destroyed left headlight. It came away with terminal injuries. I figure about $5000.00 worth. For a 1998 Ford Escort, that is terminal. Michael is hopeful – it still drove home. But no – it is a total loss.
In its final life act, it did protect Michael. He walked away with a bruised right hand from the airbag. We will miss the little putt-putt. (The other person went to the hospital – precautionary.)
So shed a tear – but not a big one.
http://bbtransplants.blogspot.com/2010/03/rip.html
(In a moment of reflection, I saw this as a blessing. Heavenly Father knew that the Escort was going down hill. It would probably have died going between Longmont and some foreign outpost – like Berthoud. We would have had to tow it in, decide if it could be fixed and then found a way to fix it or get rid of it. This way, the insurance company takes care of all of the last rites – and will pay us for the car. Yes, I think this was a tender mercy – a provident happening.)
Friday, Michael made a left turn – into another vehicle. It came away with two blown airbags. It came away with a broken windshield. It can away with a badly sprung hood. It came away with a crunched left front bumper. It came away with a destroyed left headlight. It came away with terminal injuries. I figure about $5000.00 worth. For a 1998 Ford Escort, that is terminal. Michael is hopeful – it still drove home. But no – it is a total loss.
In its final life act, it did protect Michael. He walked away with a bruised right hand from the airbag. We will miss the little putt-putt. (The other person went to the hospital – precautionary.)
So shed a tear – but not a big one.
http://bbtransplants.blogspot.com/2010/03/rip.html
(In a moment of reflection, I saw this as a blessing. Heavenly Father knew that the Escort was going down hill. It would probably have died going between Longmont and some foreign outpost – like Berthoud. We would have had to tow it in, decide if it could be fixed and then found a way to fix it or get rid of it. This way, the insurance company takes care of all of the last rites – and will pay us for the car. Yes, I think this was a tender mercy – a provident happening.)
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Sniffle....TEAR
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