Sept. 6, 2000
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After 223,000 miles, from Maine to Mexico, from Manhattan to Minneapolis
to Monte Rio, the Jetta has come to the end of its road. Or, at
least, our road together: from here on, its path lies with the Polly
pushing it out from the garage to the street where the tow truck
will collect it tomorrow, we celebrated with one last sitting (and
jumping) on the Jetta.
yards up the street, a shiny green, 2001 Jetta GLS sat patiently,
waiting to enjoy the empty space in the garage.