And She Shall Be Called Roxy

Yeah, yeah, it’s true, when it rains, there are emergency room visits, consistently persistently bad hair days and both cars break down at the exact same time.

A week ago Ross was rushed to the emergency room.

Today...

 This car has been a work horse for us.  We never gave it a name or identified its gender.  But at the young age of 11 it has traveled 150,000 miles.  It has hauled antique and collectibles purchased at estate sale and auctions from Maine to Florida.  There are always two beach chairs, an umbrella,  a blanket and sand toys in the back, ever ready for a quick stop at the beach.
The soft leather seats are showing signs of wear and tiny cracks,  but they are just starting to break in for the most comfortable fit.
Now, just as we held our breath waiting for the results of Ross’s tests, we now wait for the results of the computer diagnostics on…I really should name it…name her…Roxy, her name is Roxy.
Good Luck Roxy.  I hope you make it through.

BTW, Anna’s diary was one of Roxy’s passengers.

I have created a page for Anna's Diary.  It can be found under the Tab titled Anna's Diary.

I have posted all of the entries to date there, starting with January 1, 1929.

Friday, September 6, 1929

Charlotte here to wash.  Bad drying day but managed to get most clothes done.  Slim came over to bring car and stayed awhile.