The term "Brand Spankin' New" came from doctors spanking newborn babies as they made their grand entrance into the world. Oh, the anticipation, the excitement, the thrill of something brand new. Everyone is beside themselves waiting for the big day: the day of delivery.
And then it occurred to me; people's bodies are a lot like cars. If your body were a car, what car would you be? As for me, I've chosen a 1945 Ford Coupe. Nothing fancy but reliable, I hope. This whole notion of people and cars got me thinking. One thought led to another and then another and then the next thing you know I'm drawing those "something-to-be-desired"crude cartoons again.
Here's a picture of me and my new car body seven decades ago.
Times marches on and over many years of not loving my coupe as much as I should have, a few things began to change.
With hindsight I can see clearly now, and if I could do it over, I would have loved my coupe more and taken better care of the only vehicle I was given. At seven decades, my 1945 Ford Coupe is a classic; it doesn't look all that good, but it still runs...most of the time. The good news is I'm starting to take really good care of it now; I just hope it's not too late. I don't want to end up in a field with other broken-down chassis playing Bingo before my time.
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