image from J. Hardy Carroll.
Panty Pink Caddy
“Singles hitters drive Fords. Home-run hitters
drive Cadillacs.”--Pete Rose.
Mrs. Robert Rogers bought me in the Fall of 1958.
I’m a 20 foot 1959 Cadillac El Dorado four-door
sedan, painted bright pink. My tail fins and quad
tail lights still turn heads. I have a 390 V-8, with an
automatic transmission. I have the Cadillac chrome
steering wheel, wire wheels and white walls.
In 1999, I had 200,000 miles on me, rings were shot,
and my tranny was slipping. She hadn’t licensed me
in three years. She opened Rock-n-Rogers Diner that
year. She had me hoisted twenty feet off the ground.
I can dig it. I enjoy the view.
Glenn Buttkus
Posted over at Friday Fictioneers
5 comments:
“I can dig it. I enjoy the view.”
LOL. I love it. :)
What a great take on the prompt! Kudos
Dear Glenn,
Love it. A well told tale for your first foray into Friday Fictioneers. Welcome!
Shalom,
Rochelle
Oh I love your story Glenn, what a wonderful end for a great car... great view from there.
Welcome to Friday Fictioneers, Glenn!
What a fantastic take!
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