Friday, March 12, 2010

Premiere of "Flashback Friday" ~ Your First "Ride"




Today is the kick off at Mocha with Linda's place for her new meme, "Flashback Friday." Care to flash with us? Check out her prompt, write and link!

How and when did you learn to drive? Do you have any particular memories associated with getting your driver license? How old were you when you got your first car and what was it? Who paid for it?

Did you have Fun Fun Fun 'til your daddy took your T-bird away?


I learned to drive in the summer of 1977 (between freshman and sophomore year?) through driver's training at Muncie Southside High School. On my first day of actual driving with three other students in the car, our teacher yelled at all of us, especially me. For no reason. He was a lunatic. Here I am as a sophomore, I think:


I did not have to take an actual drive test on the day I received my license, just take the test. I cannot remember the moment I took the test or passed or had my picture taken, but I remember driving myself down 26th street that afternoon, stopped at a light thinking, "I am really driving this car. All by myself. There is no one else in the car with me. I'm driving myself to school." By the way, school was about 3 miles away from home.

Still--oh the thrill! Driving alone!

The best part of that beginning to drive business was that my much older brother dealt in cars, and he had found a used Chevy Camaro and convinced my parents into buying it for me: "Those heavy doors make it one of the safest cars out there." If I never thank my brother for anything else in life, I will always be thankful for that triumph!

So there I was at the light of Macedonia and 26th, the intersection between my elementary school on Macedonia (1st pic) and my high school on E. 26th Street (2nd pic). Poetic. In an orange Camaro with metallic flecks.










I drove that car all through high school and a couple of years of college, until the rust ate through the floorboard. On the day my brother came to haul it away, I was sad.

I ran and grabbed my dad's little camera and tried to take a picture, which I remember turned out very blurry. I hope that pic is still somewhere in my parents' house because at 47 I'm used to looking at blurry things and finding the beauty in them, anyway.

But here's a reasonable facsimile, minus the colored wheels. My apologies for blatantly using the image of someone's Camaro.



So I did have fun, fun, until Brother took the Camaro away. It was a great time in my life. Thanks for reminding me, Mocha Lid!

19 comments:

CeeCee said...

Oh, the memories. Fun, right? Thanks for sharing! (I used someone's picture for my car too.)

Joyce said...

Ha-blurry is artsy I tell myself these days : )

I remember driving alone for the first time...such a sense of freedom!

I've been doing a flashback friday over at Mylestones (great writer btw) so I didn't get in on this one today. Our theme was musical memories-I've gotten so sidetracked into my playlist I might never get back on track with what needs to get done here today.

Enjoy your weekend!

Robin @ Be Still and Know said...

Love this idea!

My first car was way far away from this car coolness!

Blessings
R

Mocha with Linda said...

Loved reading this! I always loved Camaros and was ecstatic when we were dating and my (now) husband switched with me and drove my Nova and let me drive his Z28. His friends knew we would get married because NO ONE drove his car! I drove it until I was about to deliver our first child.

Thanks for playing and promoting this meme!

Patrice said...

I wish that car was my first car...mine was orange, but way less cool and a hunk of junk! You need to call your brother and thank him one more time, he was awesome!!

SusanD said...

Great story. I loved finding the beauty in blurry things. lol. Thanks so much for sharing. Have a great weekend. Blessings, SusanD

Debbie @Like a Rose said...

Did I know your first car was a Camaro too??? It's another thing we have in common - and I understand your attachment to the last Camaro even better now.

Jeanie said...

I had fun, fun, fun with a 1964 1/2 Mustang, until someone came and took it away. Long and kind of sad story, so I'll save it for another time, but that was a great car. I love Flashback Friday.

barbarah said...

Camaros were the cool cars when I was in high school! Except for the elite who had Corvettes.

Quilldancer said...

I was a country kid. Our cool cars were pickups and jeeps. Except the guy I dated drove a Grand Prix -- that was back when they were cool.

Kim said...

I'm noticing an odd attachment to cars, Lid. LOL But I can see why you'd love that Camero!

Sheri said...

I started "Flashback Friday" on my blog last year. Fun thing to do...

SouthLakesMom said...

Great story and another great brother!

Why am I not surprised you were a cheerleader? Smiles...

Melli said...

Ahhhhh... so THAT's where it all started! Great story Lid!

Nel said...

Thats not fair my older bro's never helped me out like that. I guess I shouldn't say that, My bro Tom found my car for me, I told him what I wanted and he looked around and found it. I liked the old camaros, 69's conv top, my cuz had one....

until next time... nel

Susanne said...

Wow, lucky you driving a nice set of wheels like that! I didn't get my first car until I was almost 19 and it certainly wasn't a fun one like that. It was a very pedestrian 4 door Granada.

Stacey said...

Oh, I cheered from 4th - 12th grade!

Stacey said...

Okay, I am looking forward to next Friday now (and just not craft night!) I too had a Camaro. Berlinetta - black with t-tops! I LOVED that car!!! It would fly too, better watch posting about that, the kids may read - ha ha! No doubt the Lord kept His hands on me!

Abiding Branch said...

Wow! My car was so NOT cool like that! I loved the feeling of driving alone too! :)
chel