C'MON, LET'S GO!

 

MY first car, a convertable, no less...
my grandfather died, many years later,
and was found in this very seat........
collapsed over the steering wheel......
He kept the car in a garage at the end
of a curved driveway.....on either side
of the driveway entrance were gothicy
stone pillars, surmounted by reflecting
balls....a popular fashion at the time
the house was built.......I think I'm waiting
for someone to join me.....probably, Daddy
and Uncles John or Earl....perhaps the
identical twins, my red-headed aunts by
my grandfather's second marriage....