Saturday, January 09, 2010

Of Volkswagens and Love


For thirty years, I have been helping my husband bleed the brakes on various Volkswagens he has owned.  This involves me sitting in the driver's seat, pumping the brakes 3 times (holding on the last time) while he does whatever mysterious mechanical magic he does to make sure the brakes are in full and safe working order.

It has become a joke between us that we have a standing date to bleed the brakes whenever it becomes necessary.  Last night, we made a date for me to help him bleed the brakes on his yellow '72 today.

It all began when I was 19. Now I am 48 (ok, will be 49 in the spring if the math doesn't add up) and I'm still helping him bleed VW brakes!

6 comments:

LC said...

What a nice "tradition" and memory. It's often the simple things in life that make the best and most endearing memories.

Dymphna said...

That's very true!

TACParent said...

Date night with a VW lover ... a woman's gotta do what a woman's gotta do. I think afterwards he should at least sit and have a hot cup of tea with you. I think this tradition will live on for a long, long time.

Dymphna said...

Absolutely, T! I learned that early, lol!

I like the having tea with me idea. I'll have to try that!

C. said...

I always felt love was found in the "little" things we do for each other, not the big. I'm sure it's a memory of love for you son.

Dymphna said...

I agree, C. I'm sure my ds will have lots of memories of VWs!

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