1955 Buick Special

It’s always been a problem for me to concentrate. My mind wanders from minute to minute, second to second. Hard thing to overcome. I’m a designer by profession. I have to keep my mind on what I’m doing when I’m working with a prospective client— focus—focus—-focus—

I remember to this day, over 27 years ago, sitting in a customer’s kitchen, trying to come up with a design. They would ask me a question. I’d answer while looking across the street in the garage of an old man who was mowing his lawn.
FOCUS—FOCUS—FOCUS—

I focused. I excused myself so I could go outside and look at their roof for some fabricated reason. Out of their sight, I strained to see what was sticking out from an enormous pile of blankets and newspapers. A very large bumper and grill.

Back inside, I wrapped things up with my clients and promised to get back to them soon. Then I had to leave for my next appointment, a very important appointment that I couldn’t miss. Unfortunately, the person I had it with didn’t know it. I walked across the street and set it up. I set up an appointment to look at the old car. “Got a few minutes?”

The man was a retired railroad worker. We cleaned off the junk and revealed a four door jewel. He bought it new and drove it to and from work in the 50’s, retiring it into the garage in the 60’s. Less than 50,000 miles. Not a scratch, perfect interior, YES, THEY ARE STILL OUT THERE, JUST STOP AND ASK!

I bought it, got it home, and had the mobile mechanic change the fluids, do a brake job, and that was it. I drove it for years.

Long gone now, it’s another wonderful memory gone by. The dashboard on this thing looked like an antique Wurlitzer Juke box (for those of you who remember those things.) And at night when you turned on the headlights, it lit up just the same. I can close my eyes and see it now. Love my memory, glad to share it.

Enjoy.

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