Well, it's gone, my pretty little roller skate. Off to Ohio, where it joins the collection of the British Transportation Museum, in Dayton. I was there a few years ago, & was surprised to see they didn't have one like it in their collection already. (There was a guy, I'm told, who promised his to the museum, but then he went and died without following through. The nerve.)
Mine happened to arrive during the monthly board meeting, which was the best possible time. Everybody who's seriously involved with the museum got to see it right off. It was a big hit, I'm told.
As it should be.
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| Adieu, adieu... |
Most of our travel is in the Subaru anyway, because we take Carly everywhere we can, and she's really not a fan of convertibles. So not having one will mean I have one less reason to go a-wandering ... and that's an activity that is less appealing overall anyway. I have to go so far to get to a place I've never been before, it becomes burdensome: the closest new counties to my home are in Massachusetts, Montana and California (and beyond). That's a lot of miles before I get there.
