tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175466892139649768.post6716362045715035901..comments2023-03-24T08:17:07.809-06:00Comments on Second Star to the Right: R.I.P.Kyliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12065188670378127802noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175466892139649768.post-9611487371337993012009-11-24T19:25:59.929-07:002009-11-24T19:25:59.929-07:00Sad day! It's funny how we can get so attached...Sad day! It's funny how we can get so attached to things, isn't it? I think my mom cried growing up every time we got a new mini van! ha ha Miss you guys!Andreahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13726599276979630160noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175466892139649768.post-50235331503435644592009-11-17T12:49:34.988-07:002009-11-17T12:49:34.988-07:00Ah... the memories... So many.. SO many times I br...Ah... the memories... So many.. SO many times I broke it... and so many times it had to be fixed. I could tell you stories that would probably make mom and dad faint...<br /><br />That was my second car. My first only lasted 3 days. That was the first car that I ever put a Stereo in, and the first car that I ever tinkered with. It was not the first car I ever drove off road. That was the good ol' ranger. But the bronco gave me an appreciation for a back seat, and is probably the reason I have a Cherokee instead of a Wrangler.<br /><br />He had guts. We had him over 115 mph once or twice. And that transmission dumped it's fluid more than once.<br /><br />All in all I'd say it was a great car. A little top heavy, but it ran and wouldn't die... at least not for long.<br /><br />I too have a lot of great memories of that car. Ironically it was the first car of 3 or 4 people that I work with. We swap stories all the time.<br /><br />Goodbye Bronco! May you rest in peace. You deserve it!Mehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17731518216945664179noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175466892139649768.post-89350032565751039242009-11-17T08:48:31.197-07:002009-11-17T08:48:31.197-07:00Oh Bronco! May he rest in peace. I just remember...Oh Bronco! May he rest in peace. I just remember driving around yelling to the Ataris in that guy, talking about all the boys we liked and who we had made out with/held hands with that week. Oh the memories of high school! I'm off to reminisce for an hour now.Erinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14797840610996270904noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175466892139649768.post-72626572825328181272009-11-16T14:44:59.393-07:002009-11-16T14:44:59.393-07:00When I first returned from my mission your brother...When I first returned from my mission your brother came to my house to visit. We had to run to the store (I believe Josh needed washer fluid). Josh had his insanely loud system in the Bronco at the time and I listened to AFI Sing the Sorrows for the first time in that car. The way AFI is meant to be heard mind you: skull splitting loud. Too bad the Bronco had to go. Hopefully it will ride the tsunami to a better place.Cephalobloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10581826981059626112noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175466892139649768.post-76177069764780233312009-11-15T14:13:11.005-07:002009-11-15T14:13:11.005-07:00I just remembers pushing that stupid thing out of ...I just remembers pushing that stupid thing out of the intersection multiple times because it would just stop only to start up and run just fine as soon as I was done pushing it. I was never quite sure if it was you or the bronco playing tricks on me like that. But it is still sad to see you lose such a friend even though me and the bronco never got along.<br />BarrettAndreahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13726599276979630160noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175466892139649768.post-8856729778243875632009-11-14T21:09:03.275-07:002009-11-14T21:09:03.275-07:00Sad to say I have no fabulous memories of the Bron...Sad to say I have no fabulous memories of the Bronco, I just generally remember you looking fabulous while driving it!Sadie Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11936728294824732653noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175466892139649768.post-72500345169688993952009-11-13T17:37:13.139-07:002009-11-13T17:37:13.139-07:00Okay, I literally got teary-eyed reading this! I ...Okay, I literally got teary-eyed reading this! I had a car just like the Bronco; his name was Henry and he was an '88 Camry. My (heartless) hubby made me give it away when we moved to Chicago, because he thought Henry wouldn't make it. But I know he would've; afterall, he was a Transformer.Amy Diestlerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11952868876653563072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175466892139649768.post-3392160288850542952009-11-13T14:40:58.143-07:002009-11-13T14:40:58.143-07:00I remember that Bronco taking us to and from churc...I remember that Bronco taking us to and from church, when it was freezing outside and we were too cold to walk, so we would all pile in the Bronco, even though the church was close enough to walk to, and keep warm as we went to church. That Bronco was a great car! So Sad he is gone, but you will find a new one! It is amazing how things happen at the perfect time :)Kayla Lindholmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17021469122730974883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175466892139649768.post-90011767283204653352009-11-13T10:58:13.824-07:002009-11-13T10:58:13.824-07:00awww, I remember that trusty old car! he certainly...awww, I remember that trusty old car! he certainly was a trooper! rest in peace, bronco!Jamie Blakehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01955099763095893436noreply@blogger.com