The Zen of Unsure Things
Oh, but it will never die in my memory! It's just like the bakery truck that used to deliver bread to my grandmother when we lived in Anaheim. She would hand me her coin purse and let me go out, flag him down, and buy us two fresh doughnuts, picked from the roll out wooden shelves behind those back doors. Thanks for bringing back that nice early childhood memory!-KimSeattle Daily Photo
Its a shame when lovely old cars like this are no longer used. Nice photo.
I'm not a fan of cars but I love the old ones
Looks like a beauty.
Oh Kim, that's a great story! I can almost smell the bread. I do love the old cars. This one almost has a personality.
Oh - that's really sad.Poor old forgotten thing.I'm sure there are stacks of people who would like to give it a home.And look at those mountains in the background - they are spec-tac-u-lar.
Thanks for a warm welcome at lahore daily photo, I intend to keep blogging on abysmal ramblings and try to maintain that regularly.I love classic cars, and this looks like a great addition to any landscape, it would have been better though if this car was used. Great Picture.
Nice photo! Love this old car!
Maybe it's just enjoying the scent of ribs? Mmm, the Robins parking lot always smells like heaven to me. Not a bad place to spend final days!
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