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*Embarrassed* So ummm, anyone ever cry saying goodbye to a car?

Discussion in 'Community Board' started by branv, Feb 10, 2013.

  1. horseshowmom

    horseshowmom DIS Veteran

    Jul 21, 2000
    My daughter had something similar happen a couple of years ago. She had only had her car for 3 months. She wound up buying the exact same car. Many people have no idea she ever had a wreck. LOL!

    OP, I definitely don't think you're the only one! :goodvibes
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  3. spacemountainmom

    spacemountainmom DIS Veteran

    Jul 19, 2010
    Not crazy at all! I've been attached to each car I've ever owned, some more than others, but always sad when they go. Probably the hardest two were the last ones to go. The 96 Dodge Ram was purchased when my dd was about 18 months old and was the first brand new vehicle dh and I had ever owned. It was supposed to be dh's vehicle, but he told me I could drive it when we first got it. He figured the thrill would wear off and he would get it back. He gambled wrong. I loved that truck and I loved driving it. I drove it for the next four years until ds came along and we got a minivan. We had Ol Black until 2009 when we sold it to a family member. We had visitation with it so it was not so bad. My dd was so sad when we sold the truck and always yelled at her cousin for trashing "her baby". It was a very sad day in this house when the cousin junked Ol Black.

    The other vehicle that was hard to let go was my 96 Grand Caravan. We bought it used when ds was a baby because it was such a bear putting the infant carrier in Ol Black. The kids and I put many, many miles on that van and had a lot of adventures over the years. So many fun days were tied up with that van. It hit the point where it was getting rusty and needing repairs and FIL offered to sell us his second vehicle that he wasn't using. My friend's dad bought the van and the day he drove off in it, my ds stood in the living room watching The Old Girl go and sobbed his little heart out. I was sad right along with him. We did get to see it every now and then too. My friend's dad drove it until he passed. I don't know what happened to it.
  4. apirateslifeforme

    apirateslifeforme <font color=coral>The Next Mrs. Simon LeBon<br><fo

    Aug 18, 2003
    My first car was a 1991 Ford Escort. Many memories of my senior year in HS, college, driving to my first job, etc. in that car. But late summer 2002, it started to act up. It got to the point when I'd just paid over $1,000 for a repair, and a month later, something else happened and they said it would be close to $2,000 to fix.

    Went and bought another car that evening. The next night, when we drove in to the dealership, my Ford made it halfway into a space and died. I'd swear it even coughed :( As we drove away in the new car, I looked back and it just looked so sad and forlorn...I cried like a baby.
  5. Callie

    Callie Always Dreaming of Disney Magic

    Mar 31, 2005
    I cried when I traded in my Buick Century that was falling apart! I hate getting rid of things, and it was my first car :(
  6. cybrkitn

    cybrkitn We called it Bonko

    Sep 18, 2006
    Yep. Twice. The first one was my 1996 geo prism. It was my very first new car and one that I paid off without help from my dad (who co-signed at the time for me). I blew the engine in it by neglecting to put oil in it. I had a rebuilt engine put in and this time remembered to put oil in my car. Unfortunately, I waited too long to change the filter and blew the second engine :blush:. I had to say goodbye to that car after having it for about 13 years. I cried a little b/c it was the first ever new car I ever owned. I still miss it.

    DH and I were then down to one car, his. My second car was the last FBOD (Friendly Bank of Dad) from my father. I inherited his car soon after he passed away back in 2008 and while I was looking for something to replace my Geo Prism. I had my father's old car for 2 years. My father was always there to help me out when I needed it even if I felt that I could do it on my own. So getting his car was sentimental even though it was too big for me (it was a full size car). I rear-ended someone with DS10 (then 8) in the car on the way home from church. The airbags went off yet there was no damage to the body of the car (go figure :confused3). I had to say good-bye to that car which was hard b/c it was the last thing of my father that I had. I was in tears b/c it was if I was saying the final good-bye to my father even though he had been gone for 2 years already. But it was time for me to let go.

    I now have a 2009 used Toyota Yaris. I still don't like the color which is like a mint green, but it's the perfect size for me and I love the way it runs.
  7. Mickey Fliers

    Mickey Fliers (Not so)Tagless<br><font color=blue>"Sometimes you

    Sep 18, 2004
    The timing of this is crazy. After a move half way around the world, I had to part with a lot of things...one of which was my beloved van. It sounds so stupid, but I loved that van. It is weird the attachment you have to certain things. Plus, it is hard for others to understand. Everyone says, "wow, you have these great opportunities to see the world", and I'm all "I know, I know. But I had to give up my house that I loved, and my van that I loved, and furniture that I loved, and my dog that I loved."

    Great. Now I'm crying.
  8. Disney  Doll

    Disney Doll DIS Security Matron

    Nov 5, 2000
    My first car...a red Toyota...we donated it. I cried like a baby when the flatbed came..the poor driver looked ready to die. DH wasnt home...got stuck at work. Came rushing in breathlessly about 5 minutes after they took her away to find me sobbing on the bed.

    Just got rid of my 1998 Explorer. Again, cried. Not quite as dramatically as the 1st time. We sold it to our friend who owns a gas station here in town. He did a little work on it & sold it. I told him tomake sure that whoever he sold it to would be good to it.

    I don' know why I get thie freakish attachment to cars.....
  9. Kathryn Merteuil

    Kathryn Merteuil Barden Bella

    May 11, 2012
    I am still kind of in mourning over getting rid of my Mustang. I know my "smart" side told me I didn't need that. There was just no way I could get around in the winter. After about the 3rd time getting it sideways I figured I was just pushing my luck and it would eventually run out, so I got something more "sensible" and frontwheel drive.
  10. windycitymom

    windycitymom DIS Veteran

    Jul 14, 2006
    Me too! We had a pop-up camper that we sold because our boys had grown up and we spent our weekends at sports games and didn't have time to camp anymore. It sat in our garage for 5 years before I finally admitted we weren't going to use it anymore.

    I kept it in great condition and sold it for exactly what I paid for it. I found photos of my boys in the pop-up when they were little and started tearing up when the new owner was there to take it. He promised to take good care of it and the wife even emailed me saying how much they enjoyed it. I'm sure he told her I was in tears as I let it go.

    Now we can afford better vacations like cruising and Disney but I will always cherish that pop-up and how much fun we had when our boys were little.
  11. tigercat

    tigercat <font color=magenta>Cook, clean and foot massage.

    Mar 4, 2000
    Our first new car was bought in 93. Before that we had always had really old second hand cars. The mini van was new and mine to drive. I loved it but after 17 yrs. it was just starting to give us problems. Up until then we had no problems at all with it except for regular maintenance. All of a sudden everything started to go. Before starting repairs we decided to buy another new van. I cried all the way home from the wreckers. Yes we got more from the wreckers than from the dealership because of how bad it was.
    I love my new van though so shall have to see what happens when it is time for it to go. It is an 08 and only has 38000 km. on it. I don't know what that is in miles.
  12. tigercat

    tigercat <font color=magenta>Cook, clean and foot massage.

    Mar 4, 2000
    Just looked it up. It is 23612 miles on it.
  13. momof1princess

    momof1princess <font color=darkorchid>i feel like i'm going to ex

    Aug 3, 2005
    OP, i'm with you. :hug: in 1997, about 3 weeks before DD15 was born, we traded in my GORGEOUS, caribbean green mustang for a burgundy GMC jimmy (SUV). i cried, wailing "my baby" and waving at it as we drove off the lot. it was the first new car DH and i had bought together, back when we were broke, young newlyweds, and it tore me up to leave it behind, but i knew i wouldn't be able to climb in and out of the backseat to put our baby in a car seat. i had tried it several times the year before, when one of DH's friends and his wife had their first son-i drove them around a few times until she got cleared to drive again (she had a c-section) and getting the baby in and out of the car was really difficult. i drove that GMC for almost 14 years, and cried when it reached the point that we HAD to replace it. i'll probably cry when i replace my current SUV too, lol.
  14. branv

    branv <font color=blue>The safety feature in my parents

    May 20, 2005
    Oh my goodness, I am so glad to hear I'm not alone in my strange attachments :rotfl: Some of you even made me misty eyed! Ah well, I suppose being overly sentimental isn't the worst thing to be. :love:
  15. Tuffcookie

    Tuffcookie Enjoys an early hour of peace. Is a smart cookie.

    Jan 8, 2000
    You are not alone! I am very attached to my '96 Camry. "She" has about 176,000 miles on her and is still going strong. I plan on driving "her" until something major goes. So many memories! :goodvibes

    TC :cool1:
  16. shortbun

    shortbun <font color=green>Peacenik<br><font color=purple><

    Aug 21, 1999
    1969 enameled black, Cutlass convertible, red interior, 4 on the floor, dual barrel carb, race worthy engine. Beautiful and destroyed by some idiot child who stole their parents car and ran into mine. I cried at the lot when I went to get my stuff out of it.

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