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Your Very First Car

Remember your very first car? The freedom, the unlimited joy? You felt like an adult, not a girl or boy! It took minutes to get anywhere. The library, the cool movies, the scented pizza place? But you saw such sad eyes on your bicycle’s face! How thrilling to rev that car motor, eh? What people or things did we leave, As we dressed up in our adolescent sleeves? What warm and furry pets, left to pine? While your red tail lights pulled away, To live you life, as you well may? 3-2-2022

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M. L. Kiser

Date: 3/3/2022 5:10:00 PM

Mine was a 68 VW beetle with a hole in the sunroof and a spark plug that wouldn't stay connected; the thing still drove. Love it!

Panagiota Romios
Date: 3/3/2022 9:20:00 PM

ML. That’s funny...no more validation cdes? I can sign into anyone’s poem.....try it. Have not been around recovering from broken leg in Nov. surgery, etc ugly stuff. Spit thigh,has a rod in it Kneecap with seven screws. PR

Elena Eagle

Date: 3/3/2022 9:56:00 AM

Oh yes fond memories of first car. I would just drive anywhere just to enjoy it. That first car always has a special place in my heart.

Panagiota Romios
Date: 3/3/2022 2:03:00 PM

Oh, now we can reply with no validation code ..is that safe. First cars are lime first boyfriends....lovely and u forgettable

Joe Dimino

Date: 3/3/2022 2:19:00 AM

My first car was a 1952 Plymouth~should have carried the bicycle in the back seat. Then I got a 54 Pontiac, straight 8, huge white walls. Oh, my 58 Corvette~wish I still had that baby. She was a honey! Good memories.

Panagiota Romios
Date: 3/3/2022 6:39:00 AM

My first car was in 56. Later head a slew of cars when I was married. White wallsAwesome! A Corvette? Terrific. I recall the memories of getting around like a butterfly. FUN.... Hugs, Patti. I can see it now..The Prince and the Pontiac!!

Tom Cunningham

Date: 3/3/2022 2:16:00 AM

Happy memories, one thing it brought was independence and freedom. Mine was a light blue Ford fiesta. Tom

Panagiota Romios
Date: 3/3/2022 6:33:00 AM

Nice car Tom... I bought a Fiesta, but it was not my first car. They bring great independence..... Pangie xx

Gershon Wolf

Date: 3/2/2022 6:41:00 PM

Ha, ha! First car? - Sure: A 1963 Pontiac 'Bagel,' bought for $50 from the great Paul Grossinger (THE Grossinger!), who gave this geezer of a car its name... I think it got 7 or 8 mpg and leaked oil. Ran for two years though. Got me back and forth b/t Chicago and Urbana IL. 1972 - 1974. lol. GOD's (Good Old Days). :) gw

Panagiota Romios
Date: 3/3/2022 10:26:00 PM

In an email, will tell you about my car. The poem was not about my car. I need a new title, help me,pls..... Dear Socrates, I mentioned not one word about the car itself! It was the feelings of having one. But Socrates, will Settle for the dearest stories shared about the cars and GOD’S.))) Honk honk Or Wooga, Wooga.))), we all loved them..,Pangie

Debra L Brown

Date: 3/2/2022 6:05:00 PM

Pangie, I enjoyed the poem. There is such accomplishment when you buy your first car. Mine was a Mustang. Thanks for the memory. Blessings ~ Debra

Panagiota Romios
Date: 3/2/2022 8:26:00 PM

I love your taste! Only I rented them on vacations. I was in love with my FIAT! More adventures in breaking down...,but fun. And met great helpers. That was not my first car which was far more beautiful and reliable... thank you, Pangie

Robert L. Hinshaw

Date: 3/2/2022 1:39:00 PM

This one brought back a lot of memories, Pangie. My first car was a 1937 Ford that I bought while in hi school. I had a horn installed that played "Mary had a little lamb" that I raced about town blaring. I wasn't too popular with the local constable! Bob H

Panagiota Romios
Date: 3/2/2022 3:31:00 PM

Omg, this is hysterical. Looks like only you and I had cars? Your horn....I love it. I have written about mine elsewhere. Was a zinger. But no horn like yours.)))))) Great story Thank you....Pangie