HOW DO YOU DEAL WITH DISAPPOINTMENT?
I remember when I was almost sixteen years old I saw a car. Well it may as well have been the first one I had seen because it made all the others look like buggies. Only the very wealthy families bought their children cars, I am not even sure they did, when I was sixteen. But I had a dream. I wanted a car. Of course there was a place in me that knew this was not going to happen, but I had a dream. On a car lot in our town, a GM lot, all car lots were either GM or Ford product lots, this jewel... Sign in to see full entry.