A four inch black and white photo of Jerry Seinfeld has graced the console of my 99 Suzuki SUV for almost 15 years.
It was hard to be an adult in the 1990’s and not recognize the buzz words.
My co-workers knew of my passion for the sitcom and felt my excitement when the announcement came in the local paper. Seinfeld was coming to my home town. Tickets went on sale on Friday morning at 8 a.m. I was at work.
We went to our computers and phones. We failed. It sold out in the first 10 minutes.
For reasons that are still unclear, I cut out the newspaper photo and placed it in my car, right at the front of my console, where I’d see it everyday. Maybe it was about being a fan, maybe it was the support of my work friends, maybe it would work as a good luck charm and some available ticket would come my way ?
Somehow, it has remained there since 2002. The tattered edges have been trimmed, it has faded a bit, it has traveled 100,000 miles with my family.
Never an accident, no failed inspection, no mechanical failure. The only expenses have been tires and oil changes.
My teens learned to drive on that car. Jerry was always on board. They tried to remove him, finding it hard to explain him to their friends.
This past week, my daughter borrowed my car while on visit from NYC. She experienced the first mechanical issue ever, a faulty cylinder coil. My husband replaced it, and we were off and running, to the New Jersey turnpike. No fear.
I know I will have to replace the SUV some day, maybe soon.
I mentioned that I will laminate Jerry and take him with me.
My family just sighed.