Two weeks ago, I said goodbye to the car that had gotten me through grad school and had been my first “grown-up” purchase. Vera (my 2001 Honda CRV) was going to be replaced eventually as she was getting old and Matt wanted a safer car for me to drive with the baby, but saying goodbye to her happened a little sooner than we had expected. Let me explain.
Right before Thanksgiving, I got off the bus after a long day of work and headed to my car in the Park and Ride parking lot outside of a church in Vancouver. I looked and looked and there was no car to be found. I was stumped. Hadn’t I parked there this morning? If you don’t have a tag in your car indicating you work for OHSU, your car is at risk to be towed from the parking lot; so I thought, maybe I had forgotten to put my tag in the window. I called the towing company and they had no record of a 2001 Honda CRV in their system. Slowly but surely it dawned on me that my car had been stolen. There may be nothing sadder than a pregnant lady standing in an abandoned parking lot at night, crying and trying to figure out what her next step is. Well I got myself home and called the police. They were of course “very concerned”. A week went by and I didn’t hear anything. Then one morning, I got a call from the police that my car had been found about 15 minutes away from my house. Matt and I drove to pick it up and it was completely stripped. They had left a barely running motor, an empty tank of gas, and my Pacific University bumper sticker. They had however, eagerly taken my SLP bumper sticker as well as my University of Washington bumper sticker. Apparently thieves don’t appreciate a private education.
The car reeked of cigarettes, Matt drove her (just barely) back to our house. We knew we didn’t want to fix her up and keep her, because I would never feel safe driving the car after not knowing what kind of damage was done to it. So after much consideration and discussion, we decided the best decision would be to donate the car for the tax right off. Matt and I are very passionate about pets, especially those that have been rescued from shelters. Two years prior, I had adopted our beloved dog, Selby, from the Humane Society of SW Washington, and that is where we decided to donate our car. The staff was so excited to receive our car and couldn’t stop talking about how much it would help their animals.
Now I drive a lovely 2010 Volvo, which use to be Matt’s car. I have named her Blanca. For future reference, if you are in the market for a new car, and don’t have to sell your old one, consider donating it to a wonderful organization such as the Humane Society.