Road Trip

Driving across New Mexico in my ’63 Corvette

split window—1991, Interstate 40, 75mph, April,

sun shining brightly in skies of deep blue.

Past Tucumcari on my way to Albuquerque and a new

job. An adventurous and romantic trip to say the least.

Actually, I was driving a 1988 Ford Escort Station

Wagon I bought second hand for $900 from an old

man in St. Louis.

Couldn’t afford a Corvette of any vintage, and never

in my life even sat in one. Just pretending to be like

those two guys on the Route 66 TV Show in the 1960s.

I hoped like hell the Escort would make it all the way.

Other than the year, model and make of the car I was

driving, everything was pretty much the same. That

Ford Escort eventually got me to where I was going.

Oh, and packed to the hilt with everything I owned,

that old Escort topped out only about 70mph downhill.

Actually or in my wildest fantasy, I couldn’t have carried

all my belongings in a Corvette anyway.

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Chris Hanch 4-20-2020