Goodbye Tony Stanza

We have said the first of many sad goodbyes.
Tony Stanza has left our family and gone to the great junkyard in the sky.

After 20 years of hard work and over 200,000 miles, Tony finally needed a repair that he just wasn't worth. What a hard working car! For the last few years, we expected this car to kick the bucket at any moment, but it just kept chug, chug, chugging along. Only one window would go down, the back corner was bashed in, the radio would sometimes turn off in the rain, and so on, but he wouldn't die. He finally did, and the tow truck came to take him away last Sunday.

I have to explain our sentimental attachment to this car. Greg picked me up for our first date in this car. This was "my boyfriend's car" back in the day. Then I learned to drive stick in this car. We drove it on many a road trip to Phoenix, and have so many memories in it. For a long time it had a loose belt and made a little whistling sound. I loved that sound because I'd be cooking dinner and hear Greg drive in when he got home from work.

Well, Tony had sat in the garage for a few weeks, and when we found out we were moving, it was time for him to go in a hurry. So he's gone and we are glad for the good timing of not having to move two vehicles to Texas. But we sure are thankful to have had such a good car for such a long time!