I was "next blog"ing and ran across 100,000 miles and thought about my 1st 100,000 mile rollover in my 1964 Oldsmobile Jetstar 88 some time in 1979. This was an excellent car, but I lost it on a ski trip to Stowe because it broke an axle on the way home. We all (brother Steve, his girlfriend, his friend Steve and me) took a bus back to MA. Kind of sad to lose such a classic, but teaches you to pay attention to the little noises. The ad shows its beauty, but to make mine even more of a loss, it was green and was like driving around with 2 living room couches!

The 2nd time was in the 1982 Dodge Omni we called Ginger because of the color, probably sometime in 1989 between Waterbury and Hamden, CT, when I was commuting 40 miles each way. I sold it to a guy, Brian, at Sensor Engineering, and he was still driving it several years later.

The 3nd time was in my 1996 Dodge Ram 1500 on the day in April 20, 2002 when I took my daughter, Melissa, to get her permit on her 16th birthday, so she was driving. I think that was a pretty cool way to start out a driving career. She passed the written test - no problem.

When Christopher got his permit in South Carolina at 15 in 1998, he drove around Florence Airport for a while, then I asked him to turn right. I told him I'd buy him lunch in Myrtle Beach if he could get us there alive. He did, I paid up and he drove home too!

The 4th time I was commuting to work with my programmer, Amanda, in my 1998 Olds Regency, Pat's Dad' last car. I was driving and asked Amanda to watch and let me know when it rolled over to 100,000 miles. She did and we "high fived". Then, at 100,001 she yelled out, "33!" and I laughed!! (100001 = 33 in binary). What a bunch of nerds we were (are), but you can't say we don't know humor when we hear it!

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