In a word, wow. Great people here.

35.

Our family has kept plenty of VWs through the years. My uncle, a mechanic, worked on VWs and
seemed to have something to show me about every one he had around. I can remember the smell
of any number of the squarebacks after their heaters ran for a bit and seriously wish I could just
breathe that in... Broke my collarbone in a rollover in one of those sweet sweet cars, and was more
upset at the fact that the car was mangled.

My Mother had an air-cooled Vanagon in yellow and ivory, man, I loved that van. Growing up I
wanted a Westfalia, but waited - whether for the right van, or right time, or whathaveyou. I like
cars, trucks, cycles, funny engine doodads...but love VWs, adore the Westy. Makes me grin, keeps
the road open. So does this list.

-Julia