I was on the way to take a picture, when the apparent owner just walked up, and i asked him if i could take a picture of the car. “ sure, go ahead” he proudly answered, “ you just made my day ”. after he let me know some auto technical lingo, of which i know and understand nothing about, all i am into is a visual impression and beauty lingo, he drove off quickly.
07 January 2006
You made my day
In the early seventies a knew John, a high school kid in San Anselmo. He drove a dark green camaro. He loved it and it was a great car for a young man. On my city street walking in San Francisco in the marina @ Scott i passed a red Camaro convertible. Nicely restored, not overdone into pristine condition but on a normal level, well maintained. 
I was on the way to take a picture, when the apparent owner just walked up, and i asked him if i could take a picture of the car. “ sure, go ahead” he proudly answered, “ you just made my day ”. after he let me know some auto technical lingo, of which i know and understand nothing about, all i am into is a visual impression and beauty lingo, he drove off quickly.
I was on the way to take a picture, when the apparent owner just walked up, and i asked him if i could take a picture of the car. “ sure, go ahead” he proudly answered, “ you just made my day ”. after he let me know some auto technical lingo, of which i know and understand nothing about, all i am into is a visual impression and beauty lingo, he drove off quickly.
