The good old days

I’m in Vegas at the moment with my old buddy Wopat and we started talking about things we used to do that really aren’t part of every day life any more.

Oddly enough, because I’m such a car guy, one of my best memories of life before the internet was looking at the new Auto Trader magazine when it came out every week.

My mother and brother Bob and I would look through it… circle cars that were our “dream” cars and think about what we’d do if “that” car was in the driveway.

Somehow this tradition made us closer. I think maybe it was the discovery part of turning the page and finding some new jewel there to drool over.

My dream car was a Smokey and the Bandit Trans Am. I wanted that car so bad I almost got a loan that would have made it impossible for me to quit my job at “The Manhattan Yellow Pages” in Atlanta to go to Hollywood for the screen test of Dukes!

Sure glad I didn’t get that loan. Still want the car though.

I learned recently about and started looking there. I love it. It’s kind of like the old day experience but in a cyber way. There’s something about seeing what cars are out there for sale, reading their stories and meeting the people who are selling them that makes me feel that “discovery” again.

I’m not saying I’m going to go out and buy a car today… but I’m sure going to browse!

The more connections to the old days the better as far as I’m concerned. I like remembering.

Maybe that’s why Thelma is a 1973 Winnie in Smothered! And why I bought a 1974 Pacer and named her Agness for the upcoming movie Backwater…

What things do you remember most about the simpler days before we had phones in our pockets and television on demand?