Every so often, a term comes up that I can fully embrace. “Retro” is one of them. In fact, I like my retro life. I like my eleven-year-old car, with the dashboard clock that comes on and goes off with sporadic whimsy and the rear lift-gate that needs to be gently assisted as do I most of the time. Oh, I know I should have traded it for something more fuel efficient and eco-friendly. To me, it’s eco-friendly to replace the floor mats every eight to ten years and the registration fees are down to where I can almost pay them with pocket cash. Continue reading “The Best Parts of Life are usually Retro”