RamAnon
There is a new organization for Rambler owners--an organization that provides services that many of us need badly. The News has obtained a short transcript of one of their meetings, which is reproduced below.
Leader: If everyone has their cookies and coffee, the meeting will now come to order! Who will be first? You there, please stand up.
First speaker: Hello, my name is Joe, and I own an old Rambler. It started out when aunt Millie died and I needed cheap transportation. I got her '65 Ambassador. I enjoyed driving something different, and I could fix it myself.
But one day I noticed that the tail light had broken, and then my troubles began. I looked all over for that thing. I went to wrecking yards and swap meets, I subscribed to parts magazines, I joined clubs in distant cities, and I sent SASEs to everyone in the country. I finally found one, but it scared me bad.
I began to buy parts I didn't need just in case. My house and garage became filled with dusty and smelly boxes full of old carburetors, lenses, lights, knobs, handles, headliners, bumpers, armrests, and every description of car part. Many of the parts were for cars I didn't own and didn't even like, but I kept them in case I could trade them for something I needed, or just "to keep some Rambler on the road." It's a good thing my Rambler's seats folded back O.K., or I'd have had to go live in a shelter.
But now I'm on the road to recovery. With the help of my HP (I do not mean horsepower), someday I'm going to get rid of all those parts and I'm going to deal with my car troubles one day at a time. So that's my story and I hope you all can help me. Say, and before I give up the floor, does anyone know where I can find a couple of good spindles?
Leader: Thank you, Joe. We know how it is and we'll do our best to help you. Who's next. How about you, mister?