Here's to Phil

Those of you who are familiar with the history of Holloway family automobiles will appreciate and understand this simple, yet monumental milestone. Some of you may know that we were given a car by John Reed, Jenny's dad, shortly after we were married. This gem you see below is that very vehicle. Not much to look at, you may say. While that may be true, the car does run and that's really all we care about. It runs and runs and runs and keeps running and is still running 280,000 miles after it first hit the asphalt. Not bad for a 1990 Geo Prizm.
In the Holloway family, as most of you know, we try to keep our cars until the wheels fall off. And it is to all those beautiful pieces of machinery that I dedicate this post. To the first green truck, and the yellow beast that most of us learned to drive stick on, that popped out of first gear, didn't have a handle to roll the window down, and whose truck bed was rusting out... We musn't forget Big Blue, the deisel suburban that Mom and Dad traded in for $1 and still graces a lot in Blackfoot with its presence. And last but most certainly not least, good old Phil. I don't think anybody who heard Phil sing could ever forget that van. What a trooper.
I don't know how many miles we put on those cars but it was in number, not a few. So to follow the Holloway automobile legacy, we share with you our milestone moment with our beloved geo.
Here's to Phil.