His first car

When we first met, he didn't have a car and I wasn't licensed. I think it took me more than a year before I could get my license. He purchased his first car and I remember him telling me about it. Before he had his first car, he did a lot of walking or catching rides from people he knew and some I'm sure he didn't know. Sometimes he could catch a ride to my house but then he'd walk back to the town he lived in which was almost 8 miles away. This might explain why he was so skinny before he went into the military. He was probably nearly 6 feet and weighed 135 pounds. He likely didn't get enough to eat and expended it working and walking. The towns he lived in were also long distance so we never talked on the phone much (this was before cell phones). Our greatest pleasure was being able to spend time together. Once he bought his first car, he could finally come and go at his leisure. He was so proud of his first car, I remember talking to him on the phone about it and he drove up in this:

I was kinda embarrassed about it, talk about nerdville. I was honest and I think it hurt his feelings. I don't remember how long he had that car but I'm sure it beats walking. I do remember going to see a drive in movie in that car.