My 1st car was in college, a '59 Ford Fairlane wagon. It was 300 miles from home to school and I made the trip quite often. I always had 4 or 5 passengers to cover the gas and there was plenty of room for luggage. When I was a senior, a cute freshman girl heard a car was heading her way and asked to go along. It turned out that she lived only a few miles from us. I married her 3 years later.


β€œIn a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act.”
― George Orwell

It's not over when you lose. It's over when you quit.