depression

Discussion in 'General Amphicar Discussion' started by David Derer, Jun 5, 2001.

  1. David Derer
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    David Derer Guest

    I made a promise when I bought red 66. That I would resell when
    done. Timing really is everything. I spent plenty of time and money on
    red 66 and people only wanted to pay a project price. Then a solid 64
    showed up and left. Then the Brown Wonder left. Margie said if it sold
    there was no reason I couldn't keep the 66. We had survived that
    bilgeing crap winter and no longer needed to look at low ball silly
    offers. Then the awesome green car arrived and like telepathy the phone
    started ringing with offers I could not turn down. Then out of the blue
    a call came in for red 66. No dickering, no silly questions. I looked at
    house projects thought of how Margie felt when Brown Wonder followed me
    home. I did what I felt would benefit the family most.
    In less than four weeks every Amphi I had
    became someone else's. We were at store and I found myself looking at
    short paddles. Ray goes you need to get an Amphicar quick! It is a most
    definite with drawl. I had calendar set for shows and events. It is the
    first time in my life were our own car was finished. What the future has
    in stock is any ones guess. I was really looking forward to more
    cruising
    in a really nice car and feel the depression settling in. I have leads
    on
    a couple of cars but it is a huge job trying to get one close to being
    done in
    less than 60 days. Plus I have a couple others that need to be finished.
    This feeling really really sucks. Later Dave the temporarily wave less
    wave.
     
  2. Larry & Nancy Solheim
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    Hey, Dave. MetalBeast is going to be a better than top-notch restoration.
    I've only the hoods to "rehang" and trim to reinstall.
    --Larry
    ----- Original Message -----
    From: "David Derer" <dmd@essex1.com>
    To: "amphicar-lovers@egroups.com" <amphicar-lovers@yahoogroups.com>
    Sent: Tuesday, June 05, 2001 8:15 PM
    Subject: [amphicar-lovers] depression


    > I made a promise when I bought red 66. That I would resell when
    > done. Timing really is everything. I spent plenty of time and money on
    > red 66 and people only wanted to pay a project price. Then a solid 64
    > showed up and left. Then the Brown Wonder left. Margie said if it sold
    > there was no reason I couldn't keep the 66. We had survived that
    > bilgeing crap winter and no longer needed to look at low ball silly
    > offers. Then the awesome green car arrived and like telepathy the phone
    > started ringing with offers I could not turn down. Then out of the blue
    > a call came in for red 66. No dickering, no silly questions. I looked at
    > house projects thought of how Margie felt when Brown Wonder followed me
    > home. I did what I felt would benefit the family most.
    > In less than four weeks every Amphi I had
    > became someone else's. We were at store and I found myself looking at
    > short paddles. Ray goes you need to get an Amphicar quick! It is a most
    > definite with drawl. I had calendar set for shows and events. It is the
    > first time in my life were our own car was finished. What the future has
    > in stock is any ones guess. I was really looking forward to more
    > cruising
    > in a really nice car and feel the depression settling in. I have leads
    > on
    > a couple of cars but it is a huge job trying to get one close to being
    > done in
    > less than 60 days. Plus I have a couple others that need to be finished.
    > This feeling really really sucks. Later Dave the temporarily wave less
    > wave.
    >
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  3. Amphipoda@yahoo.com
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    Let's see if I understand how America works lately . . .

    If a woman burns her thighs on the hot coffee she was
    holding in her lap while driving, she blames the restaurant.
    If your teen-age son kills himself, you blame the rock 'n' roll
    music or musician he liked.
    If you smoke three packs a day for 40 years and die of lung
    cancer, your family blames the tobacco company.
    If your daughter gets pregnant by the football captain you
    blame the school for poor sex education.
    If your neighbor crashes into a tree while driving home
    drunk, you blame the bartender.
    If your cousin gets AIDS because the needle he used to
    shoot up with heroin was dirty, you blame the government
    for not providing clean ones.
    If your grandchildren are brats without manners, you blame
    television.
    If your friend is shot by a deranged madman, you blame
    the gun manufacturer.
    If a crazed person breaks into the cockpit and tries to
    kill the pilots at 35,000 feet, and the passengers kill him
    instead, the mother of the deceased blames the airline.
    And if Dave the Wave is Amphi-less at Celina 2001, it's
    because Celina came too quickly this year.
    I must have lived too long to understand the world as it is
    anymore. So if I die while my old, wrinkled butt is parked
    in front of this computer, I want you to blame Bill Gates, OK?

    Amphipoda
    `64 Turquoise
    San Diego, CA

    Dave - you know what you have to do... may the Amphi Gods
    help you and speed your recovery back into amphibious life.
     

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