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Car Works its Way Into Our Heart

The history and heritage of cars has become a part of American life. They like our family and friends are there from day one. Transporting us to school and work, tagging along for first dates, vacations, job interviews, successes and failures. Every once in awhile a certain model or brand strikes our attention and earns our respect. 

Either through its daft feats of speeding victory, amazing curves that make everyone look even though they've seen it a hundred times before, or the ability to put up with the kind of neglect and abuse that would make Marilyn Manson sniffle, and yet keep on ticking.

Therefore we attach ourselves to these cars, they reflect what we desire in our lifestyles and personalities. We develop a sense of respect for there accomplishments, and give credit were credit is due.

Most of all, we remember. We remember that old beat up Monty Carlo that drank oil and had leprosy, but it got us where we had to go for a long time. We remember that old El Camino we worked on all summer that was so ugly. But when fall time came and the work was done she sure would tear a hole in the wind. 

We remember that 10 or even 20 year old foreign car that was falling apart at the edges but refused to give up and die no matter how hard we tired to kill it. These are the things that make us fall in love in with our cars. This is how car companies earn business and trust.

Like in our love lives, through trial and error we discover what cars are right for us and which ones only bring us head aches. But oddly enough, once that car works its way into our heart, they do seem to become a member of the family. Go ahead, prove me wrong. Go through your grandmother's picture book and see if you can't find one or two in the background. 

Maybe a summertime shot where the family Impala is getting a bath. Or that old Ford pickup granddad had, sitting out in the drive way during winter. Holding snow on the hood just so you could make some snowballs and keep something between you and your brother. Ah ha, I thought you might find one.