And the bow shall be in the cloud; and I will look upon it, that I may remember the everlasting covenant between God and every living creature of all flesh that is upon the earth."
My uncle told me recently that he’s in the market for an alternator—or maybe it was a fuel pump or a carburetor. I’m not so good with that sort of thing. He’s been scanning eBay and reading collectors’ magazines, because you can’t just call up NAPA to ask them to order you one.
He’s restoring his grandfather’s 1947 Packard, and the old one has given way. It’s at least the second time he’s had to overhaul with that old car, and he said he’s wondering if it’s really worth all the fuss. It’s not quite old enough to be valuable, and it really isn’t all that stunning, the chariot of a second-rate insurance salesman. It’s never been all that reliable, and I think you can guess what the gas mileage is like.