R.I.P., R.V.

Call me sentimental, but I'm having a hard time parting with our recently totaled car (red van or "RV"). Though battered and bruised, patched and repaired, she served us well for many years. Now she sits in an auto body repair parking lot waiting to be transported to her final resting place. Here is a little poem I wrote in her honor.

With a tear in my eye,
I bid you, "Good-bye"
Our trusty Windstar--
The ugly, smashed car.