My Porsche Story
1985 At age thirteen. I read the books Dune and Raiders of the Lost Ark. Orthodontics were firmly in place. I was somewhat awkwardly tall. Permanent wave was a real thing. My Mom tried valiantly to make me fashionable, matching even. My parents had been divorced since I was about 2 and visiting my Dad during the Summer was part of life. This year I flew to New Mexico to meet up with my Pops and his Wife to spend time with their grand kids and her kids. Once the hotel was figured out, my Dad took me with him to the Liquor store to buy up the supplies he and his wife needed. This was all foreign to me because my Mom did not drink and my stepdad went to bars, so I did not see alcohol in my home. As I digress, I had to remain in the car while he went inside and was there long enough to see and hear a fantastic car drive up and park right next to me! I had never in my life seen a car like this, the shape took me by surprise and I got out and had a chat wi...