What is Black Magic you ask? The better question is WHO is Black Magic? He was my trusty black Honda that I’ve had since 1999. Linnea named it Black Magic because it was a miracle that car continued to survive the beatings I gave it on a daily basis.
When I was in law school, I saved money from a few different jobs and bought my first new car: A black Honda Civic, 4 doors, a swanky spoiler and cool mud guards (at the time I was in Syracuse and Chicago). I was so in love with my very first new car that I couldn’t stand it. My grandmother had given me a miniature Qu’ran that I had hanging in a velvet box in every car I’ve driven since I was 15. I hung my mini velvet box in my brand spanking new Honda and off I went.
Black Magic drove this nations great roads like the dependable champ that he was: Syracuse to Chicago 17 times, Syracuse to Miami, Syracuse to NYC at least once a month for 2 years, Syracuse to Eatontown, New Jersey practically every weekend for 2 years, and then Syracuse all the way to San Diego after graduation.
While in San Diego, it has been to Las Vegas and back at least 10 times, San Diego to LA at least 20 times, and San Diego to San Francisco 3 times. Oh, and don’t forget San Diego to Baja!
Black Magic also was the transport vehicle of choice for our sweet Golden boy, Nick, during his chemotherapy & radiation sessions. When we adopted Achilles & Milo, they rode in Black Magic with me, creating even more Golden memories. After Nick died, I began my blog, and I met Smileygirl, my friend Laura. She and her Golden, Wrigley, were so supportive after Nick’s death. Much to the fear and dismay of our men (Tom & Beloved), we decided to “meet” in person. Ed thought Laura was going to be a lesbian axe murderer. Tom thought I’d show up as a fat, hairy man, with a box full of serial killer tools, ready to have my way with his Laura. But, nope, Black Magic transported Achilles & I (Milo stayed home with Ed) to a slumber party so fun that I still talk about it to this day. Here we are in Black Magic and you can see the little Quran hanging from my rearview mirror. :-(
My Nick, being a good boy for his bath even though chemo just made him want to sleep all day.
We have other cars that we drive that are much nicer than Black Magic, but that car was ME. It was chock full of memories. It was also chock full
Of STUFF!!! I teach a spinning class at the gym 3 mornings a week, and my favorite pair of Shimano cycling shoes were in the car, along with 65+ CDs of music that I custom tailored to my spinning class. I’ll never get those back.
We were planning on buying a larger sport wagon sometime next year so that we could fit our Golden boys in it, but I wasn’t going to get rid of Black Magic. I was going to keep it FOREVER.
It’s been a whirlwind of car dealerships these past few weeks. I really like the Toyota Venza in Barcelona Red, but can’t find one with our specifics. Every time I walk into a dealership I feel as if I’m dishonoring the memory of Black Magic.
I’ve been so upset thinking about what some thief has done to my precious car. I realize it is an inanimate object, but I can’t help but think of the scene from “Transformers” when Bumble Bee was captured by Sector 7 and practically killed. (I know, I know! It’s a cartoon car, but I can’t help feeling this way!)
So, the loss of Black Magic is deeply profound for me. I form a very strong attachment to things I love, and I loved my Black Magic. May the force be with you always, my trusty little Black Magic, wherever you may be.
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14 comments:
I cried when my neon died. I loved that car... I completely understand and empathize.
Oh honey - I am SO SORRY!
How many miles did this car have on it? It must have had....
200K?
I had a 1967 VW Beetle that I LOVED (in large part because the car and I were the same age!) plus it cost a mere $700!!! I was VERY sad when it finally died.
Cars definitely have a lot of memories, esp if we live in areas where our cars are HEAVILY relied upon (my current vehicle has 109K miles, and it's got MANY more years left in it, as far as I'm concerned!)
PS: Love the description (and mental image) of Tom and Ed, wringing their hands and fretting over you and Laura, each heading towards "certain doom"!!
PPS: New puppy video on my blog....
Aww. 1. I'm so glad you wrote! :) But 2. I'm sorry for the loss of your car. I get it! I miss my old 1994 TEAL (haha) Honda Civic. You fall in love with Hondas. That's how it goes. :) So, it was stolen?! What the heck! What a bummer. I love the pictures of you and the pup(s) in the car. At least you have those, but losing the cycling shoes and CDs sucks major.
I TOTALLY understand 100% of what you are going through! Last July 10th, on my Hubby's 45th birthday, our 1999 4-door Honda Civic was stolen from outside of our house. It was horrible! We eventually did get it back, 7 weeks later, after it had been taken down into Mexico, stripped of a bunch of stuff, etc. The whole ordeal was a nightmare! I feel for you!
Oh I'm so sorry! I can't imagine how you feel, really I can't. I recently traded in my 01 Ford Escape for the 09 version, and I still get weepy when I see one like my old one.
Honda's are notorious for bringing in big bucks for chop shops. It's so sad.
Your Golden Boy is cute...I hope he's getting well.
Such a sad post :(
Aw, my sweet friend, I'm SO sorry! I still to this day miss my old car (It was my first new car, CSJ bought it for me for my 21st birthday) and it's been 11 stinkin' years! AND, it wasn't stolen from me! Well, it sorta was, as CSJ and my father decided I needed a new car, and just traded it in and bought me the car I have now for my 30th birthday.
No wonder it took you so long to finally post about this, it's heartbreaking. :(
I hate this for you....poor thing. Lots of memories...but I suppose you will have to start over-again.Thanks for sharing.
So, you and smiley are not serial/ax murderers? I suppose those sorts of people don't have time to blog anyway.
Hugs, suz
I'm so sad to hear about your loss of your car. No one can steal all of the memories it held for you. I LOVED seeing the photos of Nick! Sweet baby! I pray that he and Katie have connected and are giving each other love. I pray for comfort for you heart in this loss of your transportation; also comfort for that feeling of violation that comes with a theft. May you find a "ride" that has just as much meaning and purpose for you. HUGS.
Any updates? Have they found the car?
I hate that it's gone. :(
I'm so sorry about this. Just makes you want to rip the balls off the person (people) who would do such a thing and take what is not theirs.
Black Magic kept you safe and provided you many happy journeys in your life. Your new car will do the same but black magic will indeed hold a special place in your heart, much like Mr. Triangle Face. Hey, maybe you could even call your new car Mr. Triangle Face???
Having a honda civic myself, I can honestly say I would be devasted if someone stole it, it was my mothers car and for some reason I think that would just crush me...so many memories. Stealing just amazes me, seems like such a violation of privacy, I'm sorry someone stole black magic. They may have gotten your stuff but wont be able to touch all of the great memories.
Sorry to hear of your loss of wheels. Cars can become prized. I remember the panic when a friend's car was boosted from the Toledo Art Museum parking lot of all places. (Found close by at 1 a.m. - a grandmother teaching a teenaged granddaughter - untouchable in adult courtrooms - how to steal and joyride). And then when our trusty Olds wagon, Big Red, that had crossed the US with us, got totaled when our son didn't look back left after looking both ways... A sad day. I hope you find a suitable replacement!
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