Stephanie Gilmore -

One of my favorites… I remember when dad bought me my 1^st car.  I was 15, almost 16.  A while previous, he had purchased a junky old suburban for his “workers” to get around in.  It broke down constantly.  I show up one day from school and this lime green ’79 Chevy Malibu was sitting in the driveway.  It had it’s issues, for sure, starting with the COLOR and the sagging headliner, but it was an improvement over the suburban – his workers should appreciate it.  Dad’s response to me when I conveyed my thoughts on their potential reaction… “Oh, I’m so glad you like it, because it’s yours!”  That changed everything.  Ask Stacy and Lee what they got to drive in high school.