We used to attend Boulevard Baptist Church and we all piled into our
1959 Ford Country Sedan 9-passenger station wagon every Sunday morning
and night as well as Wednesday night. I remember the license plate for
that car- JAS042. It is funny how some things stick with you. I don't
even know the license numbers for the cars I have now.
One thing I
really enjoyed about those drives to church was the singing that we all
did. There was a lot of harmonizing and laughing. I remember Dad
whistling rather than singing, but the rest of us all sang. We didn't do
this all the time, but the times that we did were really fun and I have
good memories of those times.
In that old car the cushions for the back seat were loose so that it
could easily be folded down flat. I remember one Sunday night when I was
the first one out to the car after Sunday night church. I climbed into
the back of the car and decided to pull the cushions over me for some
reason. Eileen and her boyfriend, Tim Parker, came out and sat down in
the car. Since they didn't notice me, I thought I would have some fun
and stay hidden.
Tim chose this occasion to break up with Eileen and she
was a little emotional so I stayed hidden. As time went on and everyone
made their way to the car, my absence was noticed, but I didn't dare come
out for fear of Eileen finding out that I had been there all along.
After waiting for what seemed forever, I decided that the best thing to
do was to come out and face whatever was to happen. Eileen was really
mad at me, but I think in the long run I probably helped her because she
was able to avert her attention off her disappointment and onto her anger
at me.
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