23/04/2024
Eulogy for our beloved Kia Soul
Dear Friends, we are gathered on-line today to send our beloved Kia’s Soul to that great junkyard in the bayou.
Kia Soul, while we knew at 166,000 miles your time with us was drawing near, we did not expect that your time would come so soon. We are not ready to say goodbye (but our checkbook and credit cards are). However, a hemorrhaging gas tank, a starting repair of $3000+ and the risk of a major fire, was the final straw. You just could not fight that dreadful disease, dame you RUST!!!!
Memory, all alone in the moonlight I can smile at the old days. You were beautiful then. How can we forget you taking Adrienne back and forth to JWU in her final year. Visiting her in Va, and that very critical mission to deliver Winston to her loving arms after they were married. The many trips to Ohio for both happy and sad times. The pre-Covid trips for Ann’s 50-year High School reunion and the Home coming trip to Toledo (and visiting Tony Paco’s). You endured those very long trips to NYC for Thanksgiving and Christmas. But your most important trips were to take us to visit our adorable Aurora and Mio. It’s too bad that you will never meet the new baby. You supported our photography business by traveling all around to all types of locations. You were indispensable during Covid helping us stay sane and safe in our portable bubble while photography that same 100 places that everybody else were shooting. Finally, all the hard work you did to bring those photos to many a Craft Show, until you were retired in 2021 by the Grand Caravan.
What would this memorial be without mentioning your bravery. You handled the many dangers of Rochester Winters, I95 in Providence, Major Degan, Grand Central, Van Wyke, Southern State and the deadly 495/270 loop around DC. Not once did you ever buck, stall, or drive off the road in the face of these great dangers. Then in your last months you endured the post-Covid plague of Kia Bratz, parking in defiance, daring them to smash your window and driving like a NASCAR racer over the street of Rochester (thou in 20-20 hindsight you did not have to do that good of a job, just saying).
So, as you drive that last mile and a half to your final parking space, we say goodbye old Soul. Every time we look at the gas stains on the driveway we will think of you. You will always be in our hearts (as well as Amex and Visa)