Monday, July 2, 2012

Antique Car Sales

The old saying that the older you get the faster time goes by is very true. Each year seems to go faster and faster. I still remember a great deal about my high school years, especially the year I was a senior.

Once you can accept the universe as matter expanding into nothing that is something, wearing stripes with plaid comes easy.
Author: Albert Einstein
I could not believe when I received the announcement for my thirty year class reunion. I cannot believe that I am past thirty, let alone out of high school for that many years. Along with the invitation came a questionnaire to fill out about what we had been doing over the past thirty years. The committee that was organizing the reunion was going to compile the information that was sent back into a booklet that everyone that attended the reunion would get a copy of.

I have stayed in touch with one friend from high school through the years. I called her to see if she was going to go to the reunion. We discussed this and decided that we would go together.

People are like hard filled candy, you suck on them long enough, you will reach the soft center.
Author: Ralph E. Cooper
We would not put our husbands through the ordeal of trying to look interested as we caught up with old classmates.

When we arrived at the reunion we were given name tags and a copy of the booklet updating us on our classmates. There were a few people we were very interested in looking up. We found a nice place at the end of the bar where we could watch people come in and see who we could recognize. One very distinguished man walked in dressed in a very nice suit. We assumed he was the spouse of one of our classmates. We could not read his name tag from where we were sitting and as time passed it was obvious that he was alone. We asked another person who it was. He said that it was one of our classmates. He had been very quiet in school and always covered in grease. He had gotten into antique car sales after high school and was very successful. He was always covered in grease because he loved working on cars. I knew that he had become a mechanic but I did not know that he had anything to do with antique car sales. As the evening went on I had the opportunity to talk with him. He said that his grandfather had owned several antique cars. He had taken special courses to learn how to work on them. He then started fixing up other peoples older cars and then selling them. This mushroomed into one of the largest antique car sales in the state. He has never married and spends a great deal of time traveling looking for antique cars. He was the biggest surprise of anyone at the reunion.

"Ask yourself three questions.First, what comes easy to me but harder to others?The second question is, what would you do for work for years and years and never have to get paid for it?And the third question is, how can you be of service and how can you give back?
Author: Farrah Grey

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