Four years ago this month I had no choice but to stop driving the 1973 Chevy convertible that I had bought in 1981 and drove, and pampered, for the next 23 years. My insurance rates had gone sky high--your credit score is involved in deciding rates and I had declared bankruptcy in the 90s. I never did understand why credit ratings were involved as I always paid my premiums on time. Along with the increase in insurance, gas prices were rising and I needed a lot of repair work done.
It was very difficult getting use to not having a car but with public transportation and friends like Allen, Gino. Larry and Emily I managed very well.
I still miss my red car, driving along with the top down, feeling the sun and wind--as the saying goes, "The only time the top went up was when it was snowing!"


