The ‘Cool’ Uncle’s Car

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I would guess, if we all thought hard enough, we would be able to trace back to a first real memory of a time when we realized our affection for the car.

Mine would be visiting an uncle and his family. I remember a beautiful black ‘car’, with a gold bumble-bee stripe around the trunk area. I remember thinking how menacing that car looked with it’s chrome Cragar wheels. Then I heard it rumble! What a sound! “CAN I RIDE WITH UNCLE ED, PLEASE, CAN I RIDE WITH UNCLE ED”? I remember begging my mom and dad.

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I felt like a million dolllars riding in the back seat of that little Mopar. But the sensory input of the bumpitty exhuast note, the smell of unburned hydrocarbons was enough to help me remember that thrill.

From then on, whenever we were near uncle Ed, I wanted to be in that car. That car was just a little ’68 or ’69 Dodge Dart GTS. But for me it was heaven on earth.

I recall another time when his son and I were riding in the back, trying to lean over the front bench, but Ed kept hitting the gas, and stomping the brake, on the gas, hard on the brake. It was the coolest roller coaster ride a kid could ever ask for, and I never forgot it.

From that time on, Ed was the coolest uncle ever.

Alas, times change. I grew up, he sold the car, but I never forgot.

I learned that my ‘cool’ uncle Ed was just diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer. I haven’t spoken to Ed in years. Not due to any rift, but I grew up and had a life of my own, as things go. But I’ll talk to him this week, and let him know how I feel about him. And maybe we’ll talk about the Dart, or playing guitars, or when he shocked my hand with a spark plug, but we’ll definately talk.

And I’m quite sure, this will be another moment with uncle Ed that I won’t forget.

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6 Responses to The ‘Cool’ Uncle’s Car

  1. Garrett Craven says:

    My dad had the same one but it was dark green with the same stripe across the tail. I was too young to enjoy it but when he told me stories i could see it in his eyes and feel it in my heart the excitement and joy it brought to both of us. One story being how my mother would drag race on the way to church with her mom and my oldest sister (who was a few years old). :) the good ol days lol. Fortunately i have a son whom i too can share the stories and time with..even at 2-3 years old he wants nothing more than to come outside and work on stuff. He says “daddy i help you?” i love it. Thanks for the story cuz i brought back some memories.

    • Rusty says:

      Thank you for listening Garrett.
      This whole site is about the two ‘moments’ you mentioned in your comments.
      1st, the light in your dad’s eyes when he talks about the old car. Life can be pretty heavy sometimes, but the enjoyment of the connection with a special car can bring back levity and excitement from long ago.
      2nd, sharing the time with your kid. There is nothing better. I don’t know if you’ve read all of these posts, but I still feel that with my baby, but she’s 21…years, not months.
      Thanks for the reply.

  2. Garrett Craven says:

    No problem. You can thank charles for mentioning your posts, he led me here. I love nothing more than cars and my kids so whenever i get the chance to involve the 2 its a good day :)

    • Rusty says:

      I actually did thank Charles for that. You know, he’s not only a good tech, don’t know if he has mentioned that he just reached Master Tech status with VW, but he’s just a good person, can be a bit opinionated at times!! HI CHARLES:-)

  3. Garrett Craven says:

    Hahaha too funny!

  4. Garrett Craven says:

    I think we all have our moments! :)

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