- Dad’s ’79 Special Edition Trans Am
My live fast, die young dad bought this car brand new in 1979. He died in 1980 at the age of 40 leaving me with the car that came with payments, insurance that helped make the payments, and 18 years of having one of the best dads ever. We crammed more into those 18 years together than most people do in a lifetime. He let me take it out cruising one evening, as he so often did. The only rule was to bring it back with the same amount of gas. I got home pretty early in the morning, with a full tank of gas and only a few fingerprints on the car. He left for work, fell from a crane and the Trans Am and the weight of being amazing in all things with people, cars, and attitude was left to me. I live everyday knowing that anyone around me can die without notice including me. Dream, believe, work, love, give, hope, enjoy, and smile like it might be the last time. Do everything that you do with the glory that will make others happy so that happiness will be all around you. Thanks to an awesome dad!
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And that explains why you are the way you are.
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Well said
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Such a sad story, respect to you for sharing it with us.
The car, what happened to it? I always wanted to drive one of those, but I have only ever seem one in the U.K. close up.
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I drove (and loved) it for four years. It had about 40xxx miles (mostly college back and forth) on it. I got a lot of $5 tickets parking it in the teachers’ lot instead of with the commoners. After I graduated, I looked out my flat window to the street below and there was a void left. The street was wet everywhere except for where my car was parked. It was stolen as part of a chop-shop ring, and I had to go to court to press charges. The VIN# had been taken off so the defense thought there was no way that I could prove it was mine. After about 30 minutes with the judge and me giving detail after detail about my car they had no choice but to believe it was mine. The guy was convicted, but my car was totaled because so many parts had been taken off. One of the worst moments ever seeing that void on the street. But these are the moments that make us who we are.
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Debbie, I absolutely love this post. This brought back great memories of my own childhood and a fantastic Dad who lived fast and died young.
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Some people live to 80+ and never experience life like u and ur dad
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You are so right Mike!
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