This past weekend I sold my Chevrolet Camaro. It was a sad day, having owned the car for 15 years. I bought my Camaro brand new back in 2000 when I was in the Marine Corps. The car was a stick shift, which I had no idea how to drive, so my friend had to drive the car off the car lot for me. I spent 15 minutes in the Sam’s Club parking lot learning how to drive and off I went. I’ll never forget the joy of driving that beautiful car on base for the first time.
When you own a car for a long time, 15 years in this case, it becomes a part of your family. My Camaro was with me through a lot of ups and downs in my life. Over the years we shared some great road trips driving across the United States. I even drove from North Carolina to Indiana and back with two very large dogs in the back seats.
I sold the car to my cousin, so I’m really happy the Camaro is staying in the family. It’s still a great car and has many years left on the road. I have a feeling this won’t be the last Camaro I own.