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No regrets, right?
If I had yesterday to live over again, I wouldn't drive three miles with the parking brake on. But we did get to walk around Fresh Pond, (the city of Cambridge's water supply) and they did fix our brakes while we waited (3 1/2 hours).
We got to see the nature of Cambridge, Boston's Ivy League neighbor across the Charles.

The most poison ivy I've ever seen in an urban place. So much they have to warn people.

I didn't used to think of chipmunks as urban animals, but we saw several around Fresh Pond (and no gray squirrels!)

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We got to see the nature of Cambridge, Boston's Ivy League neighbor across the Charles.

The most poison ivy I've ever seen in an urban place. So much they have to warn people.

I didn't used to think of chipmunks as urban animals, but we saw several around Fresh Pond (and no gray squirrels!)

More of the same at
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Re: The Car Curse Continues
Yeah, I was all ready to blame the car for our troubles, but not releasing the parking brake was all me.
Re: The Car Curse Continues
I look forward to that email/life story.
I like that picture of you under "TRUTH". I can see glimmers of the boy you were in the man you've become.
Re: the car; I once drove my old Volvo station wagon nearly ten miles with the wretched brake on before it started to smell. It all depends on the car and the condition of the parking brake, methinks. With that old Volvo, the parking brake cable was so loose that I couldn't feel it was engaged, yet after ten miles, the damage was done.
Hey, at least your dad gets a spanking new parking brake out of the deal. That's a positive way to look at it . . .
- Diane H K
Re: The Car Curse Continues
He should be delighted!
Re: The Car Curse Continues
Oh, Jef, you are one good son.
Re: The Car Curse Continues
Re: The Car Curse Continues
ANDY! [excited waving in the general direction of West]
I dare not say anything against the aged Subaru wagon. As you know, I've got the same car sitting in my driveway, and I suspect Doc's car and mine were chatting it up while we were otherwise occupied. I don't want my S. wagon to get any big ideas, now, or I myself might end up with a pair of explosive bolts in the ol' cranium while I happen to be driving to and from the feed store or post office or some such.