Sharon Randall: Old car was a good friend, but it finally had to go - Pittsburgh Post-Gazette
I bought it not long after losing my first husband to cancer. There was nothing wrong with our old car. So I bought a brand new 1999 Nissan Pathfinder. I wish you could’ve seen it. I mean, when it was new, before all the nicks, dings, dents and scratches it collected over the years. I loved that car. For 16 years, it did everything I wanted, asking little in return. Once, we spent three weeks driving across country, just the two of us. My grown children made me promise not to drive after dark. But the Nissan let me do as I pleased. Some people thought I was crazy to drive across country alone. But that car was a great companion. When I remarried 10 years ago, the Nissan was just 6 years old. Imagine my recent surprise when my husband said, “We need to replace that car. “Because it’s 16 years old and has 130,000 miles. Just because it has a few years and miles on it doesn’t mean you need to get rid of it. ”. He smiled and gave me a look that said, “Not you. So we bought a new Volvo and passed the Nissan, like a family heirloom, to my youngest child. ” A week later we left Vegas in a little caravan. The Nissan and I took the lead. Source: www.post-gazette.com
