Often when I am sharing stories about my father, they aren’t always in the best light. But I have learned a few things from him that stick with me to this day. The one that sprung up in my mind today was of how to properly wash a car.
In the mid 1980’s my father bought his “Dream Car”- or rather, bought a car from an automaker that he felt portrayed luxury. He bought himself a 1977 Mercedes Benz 450SL convertible in white with both a soft top and hard top. He babied this car for the first couple of years that he owned it. He taught me how to wash the car with care and diligence. I was about 9 years old at the time and had washed cars before, just not very well.
He explained the need to clean the car panel by panel, door by door, top to bottom. He showed me how to use a shammy with a bit of water on it to dry the car in perfect swipes. He explained how to care for the black soft top and how to properly clean the glass. I learned the right way to “ArmorAll” the leather and vinyl interior by spraying on a rag first to avoid overspray. This car was my father’s pride and joy. The first summer he owned it, he drove it everywhere. Every chance he had to take the top down, it was down. I associate automobile luxury with that white car. A car that was about nine years old when my father bought it. I believe he spent $20,000 on it and within five years had added another $12,000 in maintenance and engine repairs. He finally traded in the car for $7,000 towards a minivan. The minivan was purchased because my sister was hit by a truck on my 17th birthday & suffered two broken legs. This was the easiest way to transport her around. (Future blog post idea…)
I associate luxury cars with the color white now. That’s probably the reason I bought my Nissan Rogue SLawd in Pearl White. It was top of the line and luxurious to me. I have babied this car since buying it a few months ago. It is my Mercedes Benz.