Let me just say one thing, before I go into the story of how this weekend happened when I was so dead set against it. It all leads back to true love. My first love ... that maroon 92 Buick LeSabre. This is the love I compare every man to, asking myself: is he as quiet as SHE was? As understanding? Can I rely on him as I did HER? Does he ride as well as SHE did? Will he put up with my loud, off-key renditions of Jim Croce Greatest Hits like SHE did without complaint? And sorry, boys - most of... read more
