The list might appreciate this.
I was at a Scout event this weekend where I a met an older gentleman who
noticed I was driving my daughter's 1983 Volvo. He had one of the same
vintage and he decided nothing would do except to recruit me into the local
Volvo Owner's Club. (He did not realize my daughter and I aspire to join the
"Finally Got Rid Of My Volvo Club".) He was a nice guy, but wheezy and he
walked with a kind of crouch and a limp. He wanted to show me his Volvo and
as we walked over to it, he leaned over and said, in a low voice, "I've got
the cancer pretty bad." I was embarassed and I stammered "Well, I guess
working on the car takes your mind off it." He looked at me kind of funny and
said, "How can I forget about it? It's on both rear fenders and the door
sills."
Tom Burke
80 Spit (in remission)
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