Stanford engineering master's degree student with his 1957 Desoto Firedome for $250… Ready to take on the world. 1966. Larger image.
For the Love of It
For the love of it, I greet the dawn;
For the love of it, I carry on;
For the love of it, I sing a song;
For the love of it, my day is long.
For the love of it, I write these poems;
For the love of it, I wandered far;
For the love of it, I dismiss bad omens;
For the love of it, catch a star in a jar.
For the love of it, I cherish life;
for the love of it, I heal others' strife;
for the love of it, there are no bounds;
for the love of it, strange as that sounds.
For the love of it, I will live life long;
For the love of it, my novels grow strong;
for the love of it, I'm where you belong;
for the hell of it, I'll take you along.
Hitchhike with me and you can't go wrong.
Copyright 2016 © Ronald W. Hull
8/21/16
you have a better understanding of life and acceptance of all things, for you have been there, done that!
Always,
Deborah
I had to smile at your car...we never had those really large cars over here in UK...but my dad had the nearest you could get...it was a Zephyr 6...it had those 'wings'...and so comfortable to ride in...also suited my dad's larger than life personality...! Real gas guzzlers though...:-)
Diana...
Regis
Michael D.
Love ya!
Jane
Au contraire, I owned two of them. Great over the road cars. At college, I could haul five six-foot Ethiopians or seven girls plus my cousin out to Pete's Pine Point Lodge and still have room for my sister's midsize girls bicycle in the trunk. That hemi had power to spare on regular gas with 20 mpg gas mileage--2bbl carb.
Read about them here:
http://ronhullauthor.com/desotos.html
Dad also owned a 1960 Dodge wagon. That sucker was a sleeper in drag races, but had bad brakes.
Ron