It was a good car. It was often talked about and much appreciated – and during our entire time with it, it never lived up to it's name – although it gave Nate a couple of scares, it never left him stranded. After limping home with no suspension one winter day, however, it's repairs exceeded it's worth (by a significant margin). We parted with it with a few tears (mine) a little sadness (all of ours), and a lot of gratitude (thanks, Dad). Try as we might, we'll never find another car to fit it's customized dash cover.
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One response to “Ode to the Stinkin’ Lincoln”
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Sad to see him go, I too cry whenever we get rid of a car, there is just so much history.
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