End Of An Era

For 20+ years and through three kids, we’ve had a minivan in our family. I can’t remember when we got our first one, but it was probably back in the early 1990s—a Plymouth Voyager, I think. One of the old ones, with a passenger door only on the right side. We went through a few more over the years, and they served us well, carting around not only three kids and their car seats their friends and their stuff, but a lot of other things as well.

Now, though, the boys have moved on, with cars of their own to haul their own “stuff.” We’re basically empty-nesters now, and don’t really have any need for a big vehicle any more. So this week we did some shopping, and yesterday we bought Jean a little slice of tomorrow.

It’s a tricked out 2017 Toyota Rav4, with all kinds of cool technology, including a little drone that flies above it and takes top-down pictures so you can see who’s close to you (OK, that’s not true, but the car has a feature that makes it LOOK like there’s a drone.) This is Jean’s new chariot, and she’ll be driving it into our smaller, less-cluttered future.