Saturday, January 21, 2012

Driving from Homer without headlights

My 1997 Mercury and I were aging at about the same pace, I thought, until the brake and signal lights quit working, and then when taking the car to the mechanic I discovered the windshield wipers had conked out, also. Well, the problems have been corrected at a total cost amounting to what  a new car could be bought for when I was a child.,

This business of lights not working  brought to memory a time many years ago when our headlights didn't work and we were far from home.  We had visited relatives in Waldo, Ark., and had got as far as Homer when night came and the lights of our Model A Ford did not work.  Most  places in Homer were closed -- it was Sunday-- but we found one service station open.  While efforts  went on for hours to find the problem, we made supper out of coconut cake.  Finally, daddy and the service station attendant admitted defeat.  We borrowed a flashlight and taped it some how to the front of the car.  By the illumination from the flashlight we traveled from Homer to Minden and five miles more to home.  A miracle for which to be thankful.

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