I lived happily for years in New York and Washington, DC without a car, and the times when I’ve owned…
Tag: cars
I recently became the proud owner of a Toyota Prius. It’s green with a tan interior and it gets a…
Ultimately, my mother couldn’t teach me to drive. I can still hear the “clack” of her ring smacking into the…
When my husband was in high school he got to drive one of two cars. The first was a beat-up…
Dear Oppressor, I appreciate that you’ve found me a warmer house–I don’t mind being outside sometimes, but I prefer to…
Spiders send me into paroxysms of joy. Or my first car, a 1980 Fiat Pininfarina Spider 2000 did anyway. I…
I spend my time in the car daydreaming that I am going or coming from a more exciting place than…
1987. First year at Wellesley (yes, I went there by choice and no, I’m not a lesbian, and yes, okay,…
I’m going to break the rules this week and talk about my second car, since my first was a bewitching silver…
I was thrilled when, at the age of 16, I was given a white Volvo sedan, one of my dad’s…
