Team VW BUG!
On Sunday, in anticipation for an 11-mile road trip to the Chicago Walforf School, Cole bought his 1973 VW Bug (“June Bug”) that he is restoring for his senior project, a new battery, added oil and filled her tank with gas. My role was to have absolute confidence in Cole and the little June Bug That Could. I suggested that I should follow them both to school to witness their success. Did the thought that the Bug might throw a tantrum and leave my kid alongside the rode in freezing temperatures cross my mind? Yes…but in the most positive way.
My alarm went off at 5 a.m. I groaned, checked the temperature on my I-phone and groaned louder when it read -1, feels like -15. Did I mention the Bug’s heater is unreliable at best, and worst? For the next 25 minutes, I vacillated between you are out of your mind and go for it.
The Bug runs better than she ever has, but she has her surly moments and an intense dislike of being imposed upon on cold days. And baby, it was cold out there. The smart thing to do was for me to stay home and send Cole off to school in his Audi with the seat warmers. I was all ready to move to Plan B when an evil little voice in my head accused me of not having confidence in the June Bug.
The little voice was right. Cole had pushed the June Bug almost as much as he had driven her. On the other hand, through a lot of hard work, it seemed the Bug was running almost reliably. And then I considered that while there are thousands of people to tell Cole it cannot be done; there are thousands to prophesy failure; there are thousands to point out to him, one by one, the dangers that wait to assail him, his mother would clap her hands and believe. Again. (In case my sweet mom is reading this and shaking her head, I can assure you all that I get every ounce of my grit and can-do attitude from you. Thank you; I am passing it down to your grandson.)
Cole’s enthusiasm matched mine when he woke up and saw the temperature that greeted him, but he agreed it was now or never. So he put on his coat and he put on his hat and with of a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin, without any doubting or quiddit, he went out to give the Bug the bad news. The Bug was not amused, but eventually she agreed to come out for a drive…and off we went, hopeful for light traffic and green lights for the next 11 miles. (Once June’s get-up-and-go kicks in, she likes to keep moving.) Following behind in the Honda, I was proud of the Bug’s new blinkers, and brake lights. I admired the Bugs new fender, what a relief, we no longer had to worry about the old fender falling off in traffic. The Bug held her own on the road for most of the trip, but there were moments when I knew Cole was fighting to hold her together. During those moments, I knew I was gripping my steering wheel as tightly as Cole was gripping the Bug’s wheel. Perhaps she intuited that the mom driving behind her was going to kick her bumper so hard that she would get picked up in Milwaukee for speeding if she did not straighten up and drive right, because she only stalled one time on the way to school.
We pulled into the school parking lot. Cole and I got out of our cars exhilarated and shaky from sheer nerves, as well as because of the cold, 0f course. The June Bug, as always, was a smug Bug. (Bless her motor.) I left Cole and the Bug behind…but I’ll be back this afternoon to do the drive all over again. As I hugged Cole goodbye he whispered, “Just tackle the thing that cannot be done, and you’ll do it.” Then he asked me to bring him a second pair of wool socks for the ride home. We are going for the gold medal. Listen closely and you’ll hear the National Anthem playing.
Cole’s update about the trip home will be on his blog later tonight.
Please think warm thoughts for us. And if you are over by the school come on over and add your autograph
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11 thoughts on “VW Bug 1973 Goes To School”
So it is a Bug if German variety. LOL
How cool that Cole gets to restore a car for his senior project! Seriously, what a great undertaking. And look at the snow in the video! Wow. Good luck!
Hugs from Ecuador,
June Bug is a 1973 VW Superbug. Somehow she managed to end up in MN (from California) in a garage for a number of yours before she ended up in our garage.
The snow. Over 61 inches this year,
Interesting ride..glad you made it just fine..hope it warms up soon.
I remember those cold winters in that part of the country..brrrrrr !
Brrrr. I bought Cole an electric car blanket on Amazon since warm weather does not seem to be in sight.
She is too pretty for a soup can, Katybeth!!! Come on. She is beautiful! Especially with all of those fabulous signatures on her!!! Way to go for the morning trip. Hopefully the music swelled to full volume and salutes were given on the way home. Keep us posted!
SOUP CAN. Cute does not cut it when you threaten to dump my kid along side the road. She can be a beastly heartless little car. However she did redeem herself on the way home and the signatures are a real plus.
Katybeth, you’re such a GOOD mom, and Cole is blessed to have your encouragement. Not only that, he’s got to be thankful for a mom who shadows his ride to school (just in case, you know). And trust me, I know. Bugs, bless their little motors, are notorious for calling it quits during the most inopportune times! I’ll be over to check out the return trip.
Yep, I had complete and total confidence in that Bug but want to see it for myself first hand.
Thank you. Its fun, but this weather makes everything so challenging.
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I’ll be soooo happy when the bug belongs to someone else.
Good work you two.
You’ll miss her. We all will. On the other hand a filly named Fancy comes to mind…I may never look back.
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