Monday, June 29, 2015

Greetings, fellow Vallianter!

One of my best friends in high school was a fellow named Dan Kirkpatrick. He drove a Valliant, which was about the uncoolest car you can imagine. But Dan was one of those people who could take something uncool and make it the height of cool, just because it was uncool. He had a real knack for that. Many times, when riding with him, we would pass another Valliant on the road, and he would exclaim, "Greetings, fellow Vallianter," as if it were an exclusive club. And it was, sort of.

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