I was rolling past South Eugene High School this afternoon, headed to Glenwood. And what pulls out of the parking lot in front of me? A very familiar elderly Diplomat; a former Curbside Classic. Or at least I was pretty sure it had to be. How many totally cherry Grandpa-mobile Diplomats can there be in this town? This made me very happy indeed, given that when I shot it for the CC, it was at a dealer, having just been traded in. Never know where those cars will end up. And here it was in the hands of a high school girl. Which made me wonder how she came to have it.
She turned north on Agate, heading into the UO campus. I thought maybe she’s an AP student that takes some classes there, or maybe a student teacher? It wouldn’t be the first time I asked about how a driver about their CC. But no, she kept going, and headed east on Franklin Blvd, towards Springfield. Which is where I was going too; well, part way. As I pulled beside her, there was no mistaking, this was the same car.
She was obviously going to Springfield, and I seriously considered following her. I have done that before; the car stalker, as Stephanie calls me. But I decided against it; I had things to do, and I had no idea how far out she was going. And I didn’t want to make her uncomfortable. Anyway, the story was in hand: the old Diplomat has found a new home. And here’s the best part: she drove well, and briskly. It’s in good hands.