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What A 20-Year-Old Convertible With A Broken Roof Taught Me About The Good Life

Family, faith, and community are the real basis for the good life. A convertible, whether new and expensive or old and cheap, is at most a cherry on top.

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Last year, having reached 40 years of age, I bought a convertible.

It was a great decision.

This may seem like a standard midlife crisis purchase, and maybe it was. In my defense, I bought the car more for the manual transmission than the ability to make the roof go away. Also, it is a 20-year-old Saab, which did not exactly break the bank, in part because the roof had become like the transmission: manual.

Still, nostalgia was part of it. A Saab had been my first car that was really fun to drive, and it was also what I had when I got married. Though that vehicle had a litany of mechanical problems from the get-go (as used cars with more than 100,000 miles on them often do), I loved it anyway — and my marriage survived teaching my bride what a clutch pedal is for. Still, the Saab Story, as we christened it, left our lives before long, replaced by a series of wife-friendly automatic transmissions.

Those vehicles got us where we needed to go, but I missed driving a manual transmission. And so, having reached a point in life where such things were feasible without being too irresponsible, I got one. It has been a blast. And yes, I had the........

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