We passed this station wagon on the way back to Logan Airport and I just had to take a picture of it. This was my first car or wagon. It was navy blue with wood paneling. It was suppose to build "character". I am still scratching my head on that one. It was a tank. I kind of liked it. My dear friend Martha had one too. Hers was gray with wood paneling. Together we were the "grocery go getters". We would park next to each other at school. We thought we were cool, in our own weird way. We also thought we were "really cool" listening to the Cars on a tape recorder, walking on the beach at St. George. Ahhh, memories of the way we were.
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