Apr 11, 2022
6 min read
THIS IS US
Did You Love Your First Car as Much as I Did?
An ode to my very first bucket of bolts
In 1992, my dad went down to the garage where my grandfather was the shop manager and bought me a used vehicle that would eventually be known as “Loretta.” The photo above is not my truck, of course. Mine was black, not navy, and my tires were chunky off-roaders, not the…
