In commemation of the 79th anniversary of the first drive-in movie theater:
This is the lock knob from our 1978 Ford Ltd. It was decapitated by a clunky drive-in
movie speaker that we forgot to remove from our car before driving away. Oops.
The year was 1990 and we had just watched Dick Tracy. We were probably trying to beat the rush of cars that would soon be lining up to exit. Since we didn't have any kids at the time I'm pretty sure we didn't have a good reason to be in such a hurry, other than chasing the pretense that we all tend to adopt from time to time that implies that making it out ahead of other people somehow merits a pat on the back. Well, haste not only makes waste, but it makes it really hard to lock and unlock your door from the inside.
I'm pretty sure that this is the only surviving piece of that vehicle but I'm not sure why I have kept it all these years. That car was twelve years old when Mark bought it. For a car that age, it didn't have many miles, but we soon discovered that it also didn't have many oil changes, or wax jobs, or anything else that lends to the longevity of a car . When our friends wrote on that car with shoe polish the night of our wedding reception, the over exposed paint soaked it up good. As a result, we never really could wash it completely off. We drove around with cute little phrases like: "love hoopty" and "Mark's getting lucky tonight" and my favorite "ball and chain" for the remaining life of the vehicle. It was a lemon...with a message. Fortunately, it's life with us was rather short-lived. It didn't even make it to Dick Tracy the Sequel (but then again...neither did Warren Beatty).
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