We spent a lot of time in the Dodge. Perhaps too much time. It was a bed and shelter during the winter of 99'. My wife, (At the time six months pregnant) and I spent that winter essentially homeless. When what little we had did not afford us a stay in one random hotel or another, we would sleep at what ever highway rest-stop we happen to be near at the time. I in the front seat, and my wife, stretched out under the majority of our blankets, across the backseat.
The Dodge provided us with our first trip down the coast. A road trip to pick up my good friend Jon from the Marine Corp. boot camp on Parris Island. It was one of the only times I can remember taking a vacation with my family.
It drove us to the beach where I proposed.
It drove us to the hospital when our first child was on the way.
And it drove us home after our wedding.
I loved that car.
CHRISTOPHER
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