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My Volkswagen Story

As a member of a car club I often wonder whatwere better, depending, of course, on what
inspires others like myself to join such antheir fathers drove. Most of the time it was
organization. Certainly the cameraderie, theMustang vs. Corvette vs. Charger vs. GTO. I
sense of being part of a big family, is angot many laughs when I contributed
important factor. The club I belong to isVolkswagens to the debates, but I didn't
devoted to all Volkswagens, old and new. Thecare. I thought the "bug" was better-looking
question for others fascinated with thesethan any of those cars, and I still do. I
cars is, What got us interested indidn't and still don't care about 0-60 times.
Volkswagens in the first place? There areIt has been said that beauty is in the eye of
probably as many stories of inspiration asthe beholder, and VW owners can all
there are dandelions in my front yard everyconcur.Sadly, in 1970, after 13 years of
Spring. With that said, here is mine.I wasdependable service and about 257,000
born in 1959, and my memory goes as far backkilometers (160,000 miles,)my father had
as 1962, when I was about two and a halfdecided that it was no longer cost-effective
years old. In those days generally only oneto keep the car. Many trips to Oklahoma and
parent was the breadwinner, as was the casethe perpetual road salt that covered highways
with my father. We only had one car, andduring Midwest winters had taken their toll,
besides, my mother didn't know how to drive.and when the amateur patching of bodywork no
The car we had was a 1957 Oval Window Beetlelonger helped it was time to say good-bye to
that was purchased "new" in Kansas City,our Beetle. A salvage yard offered a mere $25
Missouri. I say "new" because at that timefor the VW, so my father gave it to a friend
there were waiting lists much like thereto use as a parts car. I vividly remember
would be forty-one years later when the Newfighting back tears as the friend gave us a
Beetle first hit showrooms. Back in 1957, myride back to our home. It was as if we had
father's 1946 Chevy was worn out and helost a member of the family, and as far as I
started his search for a new car. He becamewas concerned we had.I got my Drivers'
interested in Volkswagens after reading aboutLicense in 1976, but I was in a hand-me-down
them in the popular publications of the day.AFord Maverick. Considering the manner in
good ten years before hippies would exersisewhich I drove at 16, it's nothing short of a
the concept of nonconformity, my fathermiracle that I am alive to tell this tale
decided that he wanted a car that would standnearly thirty years later. Moving on to 1978,
out from the usual gigantic, tail-finned,I at last had my own Volkswagen, a 1971 Super
gas-guzzling dinosaurs that roamed theBeetle. In the early 1980's I had two more
streets during that period. It cost less,too.Beetles. In 2000, after trying various other
For a tad over $1700 he acquired a salesman'smakes I longed for a VW again and bought a
demonstrator with just a few kilometers1996 Golf, followed by a 1969 Beetle three
showing on the odometer. Yes, kilometers (foryears later. Up to that time I was the only
those of you US readers). This was amember of our VW club who did not own a
European-spec model, complete with semaphoreclassic air-cooled model from the early
turn-signals (literally, for those notyears. In nearly 46 years of life in this
familiar with Volkswagens, an arm thatworld, I have calculated that 22 of those
flapped out of the side of both doors thathave been with a Volkswagen.I have reached
flashed, indicating which direction thethe point of no return now. I will always own
driver intended to turn)as well as one-piecea VW of some sort. My 8-year-old daughter has
bumpers. (US-spec models had overriders.)already picked her first car; a New Beetle.
Thanks to my father, I knew the differenceKids have a tendency to change their minds
between miles and kilometers by the time Iquite often as new interests are acquired,
was just five years old. It was amusing tobut in this case, I don't think she will. It
watch my friends gasp as we would cruise downruns in the family.Pat Sills is an avid
the highway at 62 miles an hour while theyVolkswagen enthusiast and writes articles and
thought we were going 100.It would be manyfeature stories for his club's Newsletter.
years before I would start driving, but IHis first novel, REUNIONS, was published in
knew that I would be driving a VolkswagenMarch,  2005.  Check  it  out  at:
someday. When I was in elementary school in
the mid and late 1960's, the Muscle-Car Era,or at: authorsden.
the boys in my classes would argue which cars



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