Passing on a Family Treasure & Searching for My Car

Submitted by Connor Schlosser
on 03/09/18

Callused, aged hands clutched the wheel one last time. The man looks through the windshield as a tear rolls down his wrinkled cheek. Decades of memories pour through his mind about the Sunday drives and the summer trips with his daughters and wife to the cottage at Chautauqua Lake in New York. It was time to say goodbye to the family car. My great-grandfather was passing down a family gem to his grandson for him to make his own memories with his own family. Letting go of the wheel for my great grandfather brought tears to his eyes, but he knew it was time for it to go. He was a blue collar jack-of-all-trades who loved machines, loved his family, and loved the Lord. He was a shorter, stocky strong man, with an even stronger love for his family. He had built his own house from the ground up and had worked several different jobs throughout his life as a mechanic, to a sign erector, to a motorcycle chaplain. He valued what he worked hard for and took care of his belongings because he knew the value they held. His ’64 Oldsmobile was his prized Sunday car. Whenever the “Olds” was out, a nice car ride was around the corner. So many little family adventures that lasted generations were locked away inside the doors of the Oldsmobile, and it was time for new memories to be made for a new family generation.

My uncle wished he could be with his grandpa for him to pass it on to him face to face, but the nine-hour distance between northwestern Pennsylvania and Eastern Massachusetts required some form of transportation for the family treasure. My uncle called to have the classic car transported by a transporting company. My uncle received the car in good time and was pleased to see no damage or problems with the car whatsoever. Although the Olds still ran, my uncle made it his project to clean up and “fix-up” the car as best he could. My uncle made it a priority to ensure grandpa that he was taking care of the car and not only taking care of it, but taking it out for rides with his own kids. My uncle took several pictures of the car when it arrived, pictures of some of the work he had done, and family pictures with the car. My uncle knew the respect grandpa had for his belongings and it was through him, my uncle learned a few things on how to take care of his own things. It was only natural for my uncle to return the favor and take care of the car and share some of the memories he was making with the car. My grandfather passed on knowing that the Lord loved him, and so did his family.

Thanks to Forge Motors Auto Transport Inc, my great grandfather, in his last years of life, was able to watch my uncle enjoying the car and appreciating the sentimental value that it held for decades. From one generation of the family in Pennsylvania to another in Massachusetts, it was through a transporting company we were able to keep a piece of history in our family.

 

An eager, yet cautious, skeptical teen has saved his money for years just for this moment; it’s time for him to buy a car. Much like his great grandfather he wants to make sure his investment is worth it. Also like his grandfather, he weighs all of his options before deciding on anything. It needs to be just right, or it’s off. Certain steps are necessary to analyze every single factor and look at each factor from all angles. Research, testing, talking, and searching was all part of this timely process. A long and tedious method of decision making had been successfully passed down to this teen. This teen is of course me. I searched dealerships around town hunting for the best deal that matched my needs in a car. Then, I found it. A used car that caught my eye that looked far from used. A car that would suit all of my needs and most of my wants is what I found. The car itself was eye-catching for me at first. I knew the car would be reliable which is exactly what I had been wishing for going to college. I needed a car that would last me through the adventure that awaited me for my next four years and on in my life and I think I found what I was looking for. Now it was time for the hard part; checking the price tag. My eyes locked with a five digit number that had to be four digits. Not all hope was lost. With a little negotiating, the price dropped to four digits! I was excited, eager to take it home. Then I realized my eagerness had blinded me. I didn’t even drive it yet. In my mind I already had it sitting in my driveway with my license plate on it, but I had been caught up in the car. I needed to snap back to reality and make sure there was nothing wrong with the car. The car rode smooth like a Cadillac, was silent as could be, and had control like no other car I had driven. I was impressed; my mind went back to the car sitting in the driveway again. I felt like I was ready to invest the hard earned money I had saved over years for this machine. There was still one more thing I needed to see; an actual report on the vehicle. I hadn’t been too nervous to look through the report because the description, appearance, and performance were all that I wanted from the car. However, I did not want to find anything out of the ordinary because my mind had practically already been made up. The report showed no signs of problems with the car whatsoever and I was relieved, but there was only one thing that caught my eye. The car had an owner and a leaser prior, and the car was previously out of state. These facts were listed on the report, but with no other details. I was a little concerned. Why was the car moved? How was it moved? Who transported my car and why? These were all questions that swarmed my mind all at once while I was trying to make my final decision. I had to think to myself. I had to take into account that the car’s condition was excellent on the outside, so the transport definitely was careful with the vehicle. The performance of the car was also excellent, so the owner did not abuse the car. So I had to trust that the professionals had done their very best to ensure the safe passage of the vehicle. So I put my trust into the transport and the dealer and purchased the car I had waited for! I was so excited and eager to drive it on my own. I was very pleased with the condition of my car and because of that, pleased with both the dealer/seller and the transporting company that moved the car across state safely. I plan on this car lasting me for a while, and I believe it will. It all started with my great grandfather teaching his kids and grandkids how to take care of their things properly, which has been taught to me by my father. And for that, I am truly grateful and blessed to come from a humble family.

Submitted by Connor Schlosser
on 03/09/18

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