Upon Further Reflection

Didn't purchase new wheels 'til age thirty-four
  Down payment all of $1,500 bucks, no more
My son, ten years younger, just purchased his
  Kid put down almost ten times more...

Times sure aren't what they used to be
  New cars cost more than a house in Old Guinea
Bought my very first beater for 50 bucks in '72
  Helped me keep the trunk loaded up with brew
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Krutsinger Avatar
May 21, 2020 at 8:21 PM
My first beater cost me $75 and I demanded the whole amount back from the guy who sold it to me after I blew the engine out of it. It cost him even more later for I married him.
Wolf Avatar
May 21, 2020 at 8:26 PM
Ha ha ha ha ha ha! Boy, did he ever pay the price. Oops, I mean, did he ever get a great deal!! lol. Your comment would make a great poem, Caren. (I'm waiting... ~ gw)
Faulkner Avatar
May 21, 2020 at 8:17 PM
My first car was about two thousand, it was a used (or pre-owned, they say now) two door. Ford - I drove from San Diego to Glacier Park, Montana, in it, by myself, at twenty-two - nothing like your first car when you're young!
Wolf Avatar
May 21, 2020 at 8:25 PM
Yeah, I so agree --- although a LOT of young people ain't interested anymore... I guess their smartphones are more compelling, and they'd rather go driverless and spend more 'facetime.' Times change... :) gw
Pigeon Tart Avatar
May 20, 2020 at 9:10 PM
Lass of '72, was a good year for me ;), xomo
Wolf Avatar
May 20, 2020 at 9:18 PM
Thank God, the smokies never found a pigeon in my trunk! lol. Thanks, Maureen! :) gw
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