Wednesday, December 14, 2016

Cleave, the Prayer Faux




A collect (prayer) springs to mind as I spend life's Time browsing, reading, consuming old car catalogs, brochures, folders, and contemplate my own collection that spans a sprinkling of cars from the 1920s through the 1970s and into the 1980s and 90s. My favorite cars: the 1930s in which I was introduced to both cars and the Time of life 

Proper 20    The Sunday closest to September 21

Grant us, O Lord, not to mind earthly things, but to love 
things heavenly; and even now, while we are placed among 
things that are passing away, to cleave to those that shall 
abide; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who liveth and 
reigneth with thee and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever 
and ever. Amen.

But, I do mind earthly things. So, well, okay, see, this is what may on a given day fascinate this faux-theologian, stream of whatever, no particular order


  • articles in Atlantic magazine, been reading off and on since was favorite airplane travel reading in 1978, now online




  • Bible study alone or in groups; groups for the company and discussion (read arguments); alone to wander aimlessly down dead end paths. Been reading animal theology. What? Yep.



  • Contemplating religious possibilities; e.g., was Joseph, or did Matthew meet and adopt Joseph, perhaps from Psalm 80, while mining the Septuagint for messianic prophecies in writing his nativity narrative? Merry XMAS.

  • Just about everything, anything about automobiles. 

Early on, automobile chassis and body frames were wood. 




After chassis construction went to all metal, wood continued to be used in car bodies, metal clad wood frames; and wood lath roof inserts with a fabric cover until, e.g., the metal “Turret Top” for GM’s Fisher Body cars from 1935 on. 




Twice told, told again, Weldon X, blessedly and progressively parishioner, associate, friend, threat, friend, whose ashes we ultimately scattered outside the 3-mile limit off PCB, owned a 1935 Chevrolet Standard with the old-style fabric roof, 




same time my parents (and I as new arrival) had a 1935 Chevrolet Master Deluxe with the new Turret Roof.

Not sure and no one else cares, I wonder if those 1935 cars body frames were still metal-clad wood. Surely the Standard.


Weldon loved his 1935 Chevrolet Standard because the fabric roof leaked over the front passenger in rainy driving, so his girlfriend had to move over close to him or get wet. Maybe Weldon wasn't as sexy as I was: my girlfriend scrunched up close to me and my car roof didn't even leak.  

A Tuesday I might have invested in pious reads was spent with eyes, nose and mind inside the hundred-twenty-odd pages of a 1933 Oldsmobile catalog. 







Looks like the battery is under the floorboard at the driver's feet in the 1933 Oldsmobile? 

Are you saved? Some of this may be on the test.




DThos+


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