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RE: Blast from the Past

To: Josh Sirota <jss@marimba.com>, "Kelly, Katie" <kkelly@spss.com>
Subject: RE: Blast from the Past
From: "Kelly, Katie" <kkelly@spss.com>
Date: Thu, 30 Sep 1999 17:20:45 -0700
Josh  Sirota writes...

>I hereby challenge the Kellys: it's time to bring that car out again! 
>I'll bet the paper would do another article ...

Okay, it's now Storytime with Katie.

When I was in the first grade, my mom was one of the drivers for our class
field trip to see Puss in Boots at the Grand Theater in Oakland. 

Don't ask me how I remember this. I remember all. 

Miss Hing, my teacher, rode with us. She sat in the front seat of the Great
White Whale, our then van.

Mom was telling her all these stories of all the cars we owned at that
particular time. There were many. This is because Miss Hing was very
intrigued by my mother being this "race car driver." Miss Hing was very
petite and proper, and I think my mother's presense shocked her. She kept
saying, "Oh my, Mrs. Kelly!"

Well, my mom mentioned the Austin Healey, and how it just got put in that
garage never to be seen again. I remember being held in my mom's arms as the
Healey was pushed into the garage. My folks say it was driven. I remember
pushed.

I was one year old. Cut me some slack! Or, maybe my parents didn't know that
I was already the Ace Reporter, even at the age of ONE, recording the TRUTH
in the fleshy tablets of my mind.

I chimed in from the back of the van, "Mom? When is Daddy going to fix up
the Healey?"

"Probably by the time you're sixteen."

My sixteenth birthday came and went. The Healey still sits in the garage.

I then learned that "when you're sixteen" means NEVER.

Nonetheless, I don't think it's such a disaster. I remember one day my dad
cleared off all the stuff, and we all played in the car. It's really not in
such a bad state.

Oh, wait. I was in the second grade then.

Still, I bet if you cleared ofg all the stuff, filled the tires up with air
again, you might even be able to roll it down the driveway. How you'd move
it again, I have no idea. It hasn't moved in nearly thirty years!

No, this car is NOT for sale. Never, never, never, NEVER! My dad already
killed us when he sold the Shelby. I can't take another loss. Not like that.
When I get rich, the first thing I'm going to do is bring the Healey back to
life. I am on the VERGE of becoming rich, so just BACK OFF!

To all those requesting copies of article and photo, just hold on. I'm going
to send you all an email asking which format you'd prefer it in, pdf, gif,
or jpeg.

Katie Kelly


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