a healthy dose of nostalgia

I stumbled across this Craigslist ad in the course of my daily internet wanderings.

This car, a brown 1984 Oldsmobile Delta 88 sedan, is exactly the same as the car my parents brought me home from the hospital in.  They purchased it brand new while my mom was pregnant in anticipation of their soon-to-be expanding family.  This car stayed with us for years.  I remember sitting in the driver's seat when we stopped for gas and pretending for a minute what it would be like to grown up.  I remember my dad telling us he was going to catch up to the fastest car on the freeway and gunning it while I laughed.  I remember overheating on the way to Vegas and being stuck on the roadside with the hood propped up and a light rain drizzling down.  I remember seeing her on the side of the road with a "For Sale" sign after a Korean lady ran a red and T-boned the front end.

Is the memory of a better time worth $1100 and some garage space?  I emailed the link to my parents just now.  Wonder what feelings this familiarly shaped assembly of metal and rubber elicits from them.

EDIT: Now that I think about it, I think we actually had the 2 door version.  I guess my parents were not ready to give up THAT much of their youth yet.