During my senior year in high school, my parents generously gave me a new car. I was given a budget and after much looking and deliberating, took delivery of a 1995 Nissan Altima. Yes, you now have another source for dating me. It is a great car. Beginning the fall of 1995, it traveled Highway 36 to ACU many, many times. For three and a half years, it carted my stuff including but not limited to clothes, household goods, and student gear all over the states of Texas and New Mexico. After Ben and I married, we drove it packed full of wedding gifts and Italian souvenirs thru Arkansas,to our new home in Tennessee. In the six years since, my gold Altima has seen Kentucky, Georgia, North Carolina, Mississippi, and Lousiania. A well traveled little car it managed to see most of the south without the aid of a compass.
Nine years and 129000 miles later, I am replacing my little Altima with a compass. My new, to me, compass comes with both a thermometer and moon roof all neatly packaged inside a dark red SUV. Today at about 1 o’clock, Ben and I almost took possession of our new Kia. It is currently having the windshield washer fluid reservoir replaced and will be ready and waiting to begin its new adventures with us Monday. I hope the Sorento is ready for its first long trip since Wednesday we head for Abilene to introduce it to my old college stomping grounds and Ben's family. I am thrilled to have a compass at last.