I don’t get the story except for the fact the guy’s father was selling junkers that might not even start.
Really? That’s all you took away from it? Well, seems to me the now old man in the story, who apparently once saw much better days, has returned from whatever misfortune life visited upon him and is reclaiming his life and his wife on Christmas Eve. I thought it was kinda sweet. But I’m a softy...I don’t care what anyone says. ;)
> I don’t get the story except for the fact the guy’s father was selling junkers that might not even start.
I thought it was a great story, bookmarked it.
As I understood it, the Packard car was sold to the Dad by the niece of a little old lady who was living alone and waiting to die. Niece was going to put the old lady into a nursing home.
Dad had no money on Christmas eve, and he wasn’t going to close his car yard even tho’ it looked like nobody would buy. Then a tall stranger came along.
The tall stranger bought the Packard car from Dad for $1000. The stranger was the estranged husband of the little old lady, and he was going to be with her, so she wouldn’t have to go into a nursing home.
Dad and the kid had money to buy a tree and turkey for Mom.
I think that’s how it went, anyrate.
The old man was the old woman’s (in the big house) husband who was returning home after a long absence. He went home with their car and vowed that he would see to it that she never went into a nursing home. Touching story.