It has been my lifelong dream to own a TR3. Many years ago I passed up the opportunity to buy one and I have regretted it ever since. One thing that my Dad and I have always shared is the love of cars. If Dad saw a car he liked, he got it, much to Mom's chagrin. Mom passed away in 2002, and in 2004 I became the primary caregiver to Dad after he was diagnosed with Alzheimer's. Memorial Day 2010 Dad passed away and left me enough money to buy the "car of my dreams." I began searching locally for a TR3 and found one. I went to look at it and fell in love. Somehow I struggled with the decision. Should I or shouldn't I? After all it's a lot of money and at 56, do I really need a toy? My wife, Barbara, was no help. Everytime I asked her what I should do, she responded, "I cannot tell you. This is between you and your Dad." Why? Why...wouldn't she say what she thought? Why wouldn't she give me permission to be extravagant? Or at least say no so I could blame her.
A week after I found the car of my dreams I still wrestled with my decision. Before leaving work I told my wife that I wanted to discuss buying the car. She said she would listen but that it still was 100% my decision. She had errands to run after work and an appointment with her hair stylist. Her appointment ran longer than expected so she called me and said she was bringing dinner home and what did I want? We bantered back and forth finally deciding on Panda Express. Towards the end of dinner Barbara decided to read her fortune cookie. She read, "You will aspire to higher education." She said, "Okay such wisdom, now let’s see what your fortune is." She opened the cookie read the slip, her jaw dropped open and she squealed then started laughing. She said, "Wait 'til you read your fortune." I said,” Yeah right, like it's going to say go buy the TR3”. She handed me the slip and written on it was "BUY THE RED CAR!" It was my turn to start laughing. It took us a while to stop laughing long enough to talk about it. We decided that I had to buy that car. I called the owner to see if it was still available and it was. Needless to say the next day I went and bought my dream car.
The TR3 is everything I ever dreamed it would be. I love the reactions people have when they see it, but I especially enjoy the way children respond. One particular 4-year- old boy stood in the parking lot at the grocery store and just stared at it. He finally asked me if it was real. When I told him it was he looked at the car, and then at me again and said "Is it a toy?" I responded, "It's a big boy toy!"
Now that the weather is getting warmer, Barbara and I are looking forward to the many trips we will take. I've always named my cars and decided we needed to think of a suitable name. One morning when I woke I found that Barbara had named the car and had placed a sign on my computer, "Audrey the Garage Queen." We've been calling her that ever since. So if you are in the Liberty, MO area and happen to see the Squires' and "Audrey," I hope you'll honk and say hello.