Green Frog Cafe

"Living in nature, listening to the rain, Green Frog Cafe, that's where I want to be. The hemlocks are green, the creek is tricklin, there's geese on the pond, the forest sighs. Green Frog Cafe that's where I want to be, home of my soul, spirit of the mountains." Ruminations of Rhona McMahan

Monday, January 10, 2005

The 1994 Toyota Camry wagon got us to California and back with no problem, but in early February it was hit as it was parked on the street overnight near our house in Park Slope, Brooklyn. Naturally there was no indication of who hit the car. I think it was the snowplow, based on the extent of the damage and the fact that the car was driven forward ten feet. The insurance company declared the car a total loss because the unibody had been bent (see the misaligned left rear door). I said "give a check minus the deductible and I will have it fixed myself. This was actually Colin's car, which he inherited from Sara his mother, who bought it new in 1994. Colin was in Brazil for his Junior Year Abroad at the time, which explains why I was driving the car. I felt terrible about this damage, but parking on the streets of Brooklyn is like this. Every car I have had has received street damage, always at night when no one notices. This car was still running well, however.
Rhona McMahan


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