A few months ago our Saturn of 12 years exploded on the highway. We had it towed to a city 25 minutes from here (Shawsville), where the diagnosed the car as dead. Jack went and cleared out all of his things out of it in June.
We then had it towed to the junk yard 20 minutes from here (C'burg). It was a huge salvage yard and we shed a quiet tear as we watched our beloved chocolate brown Saturn become part of a sea of cars, destined for destruction for parts.
We then had it towed to the junk yard 20 minutes from here (C'burg). It was a huge salvage yard and we shed a quiet tear as we watched our beloved chocolate brown Saturn become part of a sea of cars, destined for destruction for parts. Last night (4 months later) Jack came home from church and pulled these out of his pocket and asked, "These look familiar?"
A woman who lives in Cburg, but who attends our ward in Radford, came up to Jack and said, "My son works on cars and found these in a car he was working on. He recognized you and gave them to me to pass to you." The man does not attend our church. The reason he recognized Jack was from when Jack officiated at his father's funeral last month. (Nevermind how a pic of jacks mom and gma, and an airport pic of jack leaving on his mission 15 years ago got into his car...)
I mean, come on! How cool is that? We know people and know people actually know us! Kevin Bacon, here we come!
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I actually got chills that those pictures were RESCUED!!!!!
Seriously, what are the odds?
another ode to small town living!
Wow, and just think, your little Saturn (which I remember when it was new) is getting worked on, or being used for parts. Bottomline, it lives on.
Fifteen years ago and the pictures aren't even dog eared. That car does deserve a medal. Thanks for the memories!
Cool story!
I know how they got in there
That is small town cool!
What does Jenny know?
yes Jenny, do tell! or maybe don't?
Jack had just been in CA right before the fatal car ride - he rummaged through the house of joan - the picture had been in the car for 2 hours not 15 years :)
I love how you called your Mom's house, "The House of Joan", Jenny.
I will now refer to my house as, "The House of Lauren".
Or maybe, "The Marshman Manor"...whichever suits my mood.
jenny-
here is the only flaw in your theory. the one of doris and joan had been in a frame at my house a few years ago when i took it down because i didn't like the mat. the other one though?
I thought maybe Jon Voight was driving your old car. Seinfeld anyone? Anyway, awesome story and cute pictures too!
we love seinfeld references!
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