In a message dated 10/8/98 2:55:43 PM Eastern Daylight Time, [log in to unmask]
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> My mother owned a 73 Plymouth Duster with a Hurst shift once.  Turned out
>  it was really that the knob on the the stick had been replaced.  It
>  impressed a couple people, nonetheless.

And I bought that push-button shift Plymouth Savoy w/ the high tail fins from
Grandpa Follett  for $125 and drove it alone to Oregon. Burned a gallon of oil
per day. Remember one time at the drive-in movie the buttons got stuck and I
had to drive 14 miles back to town in reverse. Before I bought it the car
meant for me going to Sunday Morning Church school. When I left it with a
cracked block it had other meanings for me.

Then there was the 55 Ford PU, then the 46 Chevy PU w/ bald tires I drove over
the Oregon Cascades in January, and the Falcon station wagon w/ the door on
top and the coffee urn that Daniel Berrigan rode in to the movies one night
down Buffalo Street Hill.

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