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my 30 gb iPod the garter from my senior prom a tiny golden cross that had faith & hope inscribed into it the base to my son's car seat & his monkey mirror my husband's suit jacket & seven years of my life written into various paper journals with colored covers these were all stolen in the first car I ever owned her name was Lydia *"She was the most glorious creature under the sun."* that comes from a Groucho Marx song if you didn't know my Papa used to sing it to me all the time anywho she was a 2000 Dodge Neon painted black two stickers on the back "COEXIST" and "SUPPORT THE ARTS KISS A MUSICIAN" I got her my first year of college from a man who's like a father to me we've been through many a busted radiator hose & flat tire last summer my husband was on his way to work when Lydia gave out on him so he left her at the side of K-15 and MacArthur in Wichita & told the cops not to tow her away 'cause he'd be back for her when he returned after his shift she was gone nowhere to be found a vanishing act of pure mental hell & unanswered questions to this day I miss her terribly.
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Mar 8, 2012
Mar 8, 2012 at 2:27 AM UTC
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my 30 gb iPod the garter from my senior prom a tiny golden cross that had faith & hope inscribed into it the base to my son's car seat & his monkey mirror my husband's suit jacket & seven years of my life written into various paper journals with colored covers these were all stolen in the first car I ever owned her name was Lydia *"She was the most glorious creature under the sun."* that comes from a Groucho Marx song if you didn't know my Papa used to sing it to me all the time anywho she was a 2000 Dodge Neon painted black two stickers on the back "COEXIST" and "SUPPORT THE ARTS KISS A MUSICIAN" I got her my first year of college from a man who's like a father to me we've been through many a busted radiator hose & flat tire last summer my husband was on his way to work when Lydia gave out on him so he left her at the side of K-15 and MacArthur in Wichita & told the cops not to tow her away 'cause he'd be back for her when he returned after his shift she was gone nowhere to be found a vanishing act of pure mental hell & unanswered questions to this day I miss her terribly.
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Mar 8, 2012
Mar 8, 2012 at 2:27 AM UTC
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