Lapin, the Falcon was small for its time. The picture makes the car look more stretched out than I remember. Of course, it may have seemed small only by its comparison to the larger, stretched-out-to-the-ends-of-the-earth cars of that period. We paid $1900 for the vehicle, rather I should say we financed the cost, because neither of us had any money, but we both were starting new jobs. We had to borrow $200 from my mother to make it till our first paychecks.
My life was simple when all I owned fit into my VW Rabbit. Sort of wish that were the case as I look at this house knowing I have to pack it all up and put it all into storage if I haven't found another cure.
I think humanity's great problem is that it is always restless. So, life is simple when everything you own can fit into a car, because it's easier to be restless - you can just pack up and go. Life is less comfortable when you own quite a lot of stuff (as a direct result of your restlessness, which led you to acquire), because you can't just pack up and go. But this doesn't mean you can go back to having only enough stuff to fit into a car, because that would mean ridding yourself of everything you acquired as a direct result of your restlessness. So, what do you do? ...
Caminante, the thought of having to pack up and move is frightening to me. We haven't moved in 28 years. I can't think about it for too long, or I get upset. Like Scarlett, I'll think about it tomorrow.
Cathy, we lived comfortably in a furnished apartment, but we immediately began acquiring more stuff. The first item we bought was a stereo. It was a piece of furniture. You may not be old enough to remember playing vinyls on a turntable.
Counterlight, my situation was very like yours when I went off to graduate school. After graduation, Tom and I married, and, though we had a very small wedding, we had wedding gifts like dishes, pots and pans, linens, and other housekeeping items, which filled up the car.
I do remember vinyl on a turntable :) When I went out to work at McDonald's at 16 I spent every spare penny on boxed sets of opera LPs that are still at home in Oz in a cupboard somewhere.
Oh, I loved my stereo. The vinyls have wonderful sound, but they scratch so easily. I still play mine, and I'm amazed at the quality of the sound.
I went to work at 16, too, at a department store in New Orleans, putting price tags on items in the basement or in the attic. I can't remember which, because we used an elevator, or lift, as you would say. It was a godforsaken place, that's for sure.
Some of those cars were so big that almost everything we own today would fit into them.
ReplyDeleteLapin, the Falcon was small for its time. The picture makes the car look more stretched out than I remember. Of course, it may have seemed small only by its comparison to the larger, stretched-out-to-the-ends-of-the-earth cars of that period. We paid $1900 for the vehicle, rather I should say we financed the cost, because neither of us had any money, but we both were starting new jobs. We had to borrow $200 from my mother to make it till our first paychecks.
ReplyDeleteMy life was simple when all I owned fit into my VW Rabbit. Sort of wish that were the case as I look at this house knowing I have to pack it all up and put it all into storage if I haven't found another cure.
ReplyDeleteI think humanity's great problem is that it is always restless. So, life is simple when everything you own can fit into a car, because it's easier to be restless - you can just pack up and go. Life is less comfortable when you own quite a lot of stuff (as a direct result of your restlessness, which led you to acquire), because you can't just pack up and go. But this doesn't mean you can go back to having only enough stuff to fit into a car, because that would mean ridding yourself of everything you acquired as a direct result of your restlessness. So, what do you do? ...
ReplyDeleteCaminante, the thought of having to pack up and move is frightening to me. We haven't moved in 28 years. I can't think about it for too long, or I get upset. Like Scarlett, I'll think about it tomorrow.
ReplyDeleteCathy, we lived comfortably in a furnished apartment, but we immediately began acquiring more stuff. The first item we bought was a stereo. It was a piece of furniture. You may not be old enough to remember playing vinyls on a turntable.
I remember the days when all I owned could fit into 2 suitcases.
ReplyDeleteCounterlight, my situation was very like yours when I went off to graduate school. After graduation, Tom and I married, and, though we had a very small wedding, we had wedding gifts like dishes, pots and pans, linens, and other housekeeping items, which filled up the car.
ReplyDeleteI do remember vinyl on a turntable :) When I went out to work at McDonald's at 16 I spent every spare penny on boxed sets of opera LPs that are still at home in Oz in a cupboard somewhere.
ReplyDeleteOh, I loved my stereo. The vinyls have wonderful sound, but they scratch so easily. I still play mine, and I'm amazed at the quality of the sound.
ReplyDeleteI went to work at 16, too, at a department store in New Orleans, putting price tags on items in the basement or in the attic. I can't remember which, because we used an elevator, or lift, as you would say. It was a godforsaken place, that's for sure.