Betty is running again. I’m ready to start the electrical wiring of the two solenoid valves, temperature gauge, install the fuel gauge, and the switches and indicator lights. I had to remove the back seat again to correct an interference issue with the hoses going into the trunk. I reassembled the passenger side door, decided to just disconnect the vacuum lock actuator and have old school manual locks only for now… I’m not that interested in troubleshooting my way through the whole vacuum system right now. So the passenger door lock works now, yippee. Remember that welding fix I did a while back? Well, it came loose. I spent 2 hours trying to weld it back, which I did finally. I tried to reinforce it this time; I used some bent sheet metal. The end result was too ugly for a picture, but I think it will hold now.
I drove her to the gas station to fill up the diesel tank and get a drive through wash. Did I mention that neither of the two back doors seal very well? A car wash results in an interior shower. Whatever, I don’t care about that right now!
This was read in church this morning, and I thought it was worth posting for everyone to read:
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I am a member of the upcoming generation–the one after Generation X that has yet to be given a name. So far, it appears that most people are rallying behind the idea of calling us Generation Next. I believe I know why.
The older generations are hoping we will mindlessly assume our place as the “next” in line. That way, they won’t have to explain why my generation has had to experience so much pain and heartache. “What heartache?” you say. “Don’t you know you have grown up in a time of great prosperity?” Yeah, we know that. Believe me, it has been drilled into our heads since birth. Unfortunately, the pain and hurt I speak of can’t be reconciled with money. You have tried for years to buy us happiness, but it is only temporary. Money isn’t the answer, and it is time for people to begin admitting their guilt for failing my generation.
I will admit that I wasn’t planning to write this. I was going to tuck it away in some corner of my mind and fall victim to your whole “next” mentality. But after the Massacre in Littleton, CO, I realize that as a member of this generation that kills without remorse, I had a duty to challenge all of my elders to explain why they have allowed things to become so bad. Read the rest of this entry »
This is related to the same subject in a recent post, but goes into more detail, and is a video, and has over dramatic music and theme! Enjoy. Think. Vote.
