It was truly sad to read of the passing of John. He wrote the following
in October of 2009 and since the wording was so moving, I saved and have
read it often. In John's honor please read slowly and enjoy the passion he
had for our beloved Triumphs.
Lou Metelko
Auburn, Indiana
In a message dated 10/12/2009 12:32:34 P.M. Eastern Daylight Time,
jrherrera90 at hotmail.com writes:
I really don't want to retire from the TR hobby.
I have a chronic illness and am unable to work. I can't work on the TR3
much
anymore; not even clean it. I rarely have the energy to drive it.
My only income is a meager Social Security Disability payment. I am up to
here
in credit card debt. I could sell the car to pay off the debt, but
instead, I
charge more parts.
Why, then, don't I sell the TR3 and retire from the hobby?
I could say that I love the car so much that I can't bring myself to live
without it. Or that the camaraderie of the TR community keeps me going. Or
even that driving the car, however rarely, gives me pleasure and the
desire to
live.
But it's none of these. No, it's because I can't stand to become one of
those
guys who spend their empty days hanging about gas stations, quickie marts,
restaurants, etc.
They wait and wait for a TR3 to drive up.
Broken men.
Forgotten men.
Men with hollow cheeks and glazed-over eyes with a far-away look in them.
"I used to have one of these", they say to you in a husky voice as they
try to
hold back the emotion.
I don't want to become like that, so I'll try to keep my car a little
longer.
John H.
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