WHILE HITCHHIKING

 

       While hitchhiking across the U.S., this 1932 Chevrolet was one of my rides.  The driver, a large fellow with a full beard, claimed he afforded it by dealing drugs, but that might have just been a story that sounded more exciting than his having a rich father.  Anyway it was fun.

 

       On another ride (not in the above car), to make conversation, I asked the driver, "Is this a Datsun?"  The indignant driver stiffened and sat up straight and said proudly, "THIS is a VOLVO."  

       "Oh," I said, "It feels like a Datsun."

       The kind man surprisingly continued to have me in his car.