The Long Mile: How did a car come to mean so much?

Screen Shot 2014-04-07 at 10.47.28 AMFor the Jan/Feb 2014 issue of Industry, I contrast two moments in my life: buying my first car and, years later, my potential second.  The Long Mile: What our shifting desires can tell us about where we are on our own journey.



Recently, I drove a big, smooth, sleek, insulated ride–a Ford crossover called the Edge. My reliable little Corolla was in the shop. Whenever anything happened to it (this time a hit-and-run while it was parked) I thought back to the good old days when I had just three things total to worry about…days when I opened my mail monthly.

…I had to admit that despite its size, its gas mileage, its flashiness, I liked living in the Edge. It was comfortably a level up–sleek, self-announcing, not remotely soccer mommy. It seemed made for me, and it made me want to fill in its promise, whether with children or camping gear and a dog.

Read more here: The Long Mile

How about you? Have you had an experience with a purchase that gained an outsize significance in your life?

2 thoughts on “The Long Mile: How did a car come to mean so much?

  1. Barbara J

    Thanks for the trip down memory lane. Things can become part of life in that we are familiar with them and letting them go can be difficult. I loved the naming of the turkeys memory. I think when we are young, things seem very important and as we age, we realize that other things are more important.
    Thanks for the memories. Mom

  2. emilyjohnson

    Yep, those memories make me think I’m more sentimental than the average joe, but lots of people said that they have felt this way about buying a house.

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