The Experience Spring 2020

In Christ and Christ in You , the Hope of Glory TOM DAVIS '72

battery. Returning home, I went to open the hood once again. Of course, the hood release was inside the car. To my annoyance, the car was locked and, of course, with the battery removed, the electric door locks wouldn’t work. “No problem,” I thought, as for the last eight years there has been a key on the key fob which I assumed would manually unlock the one door on the car that had a keyhole. (The ignition for this car doesn’t use a manual key.). To my amazement, that key didn’t work (I still haven’t figured out what it is for!). Keeping a stiff upper lip, I comforted myself with the knowledge that I always keep good records and never throw anything away. A search through my car files and bureau drawers (where one hundred other keys live) produced no

key for the current car. A glean of sweat must have been visible on my brow as I realized that the door locks and inside door handles are such that you can’t jimmy the lock. I envisioned a tedious and humiliating drive 160 miles round trip to the dealer to get a replacement manual key. My last hope was to check the Internet for fellow sufferers. Holding the key fob in my hand for good luck, I scanned the first site that mentioned my problem. It suggested thatmanufacturers “hide” emergency keys in the fob itself. Knowing how small the fob is, I wasn’t hopeful until I looked down into my hand and saw a little silver button in a dent in the fob. To my amazement and great relief, the silver button depressed allowed a little metal key to slide out of the fob! What a special feeling of utter relief!!

I feel that I have been rather conservative in my use of money over the years. Eight years ago, however, I did splurge and buy a small sporty car for my daily commute to work. At the time, I imagine I knew all the fine details of the car, but daily use dulls the memory of the special features. Recently as the temperature plunged below zero here in Schroon Lake, the car began to start hard and then died. I determined that the battery was dead and decided to save an expensive trip to the dealer eighty miles away and change the battery myself. Being a compact car, the battery was buried in the engine behind a cowling, but with the help of YouTube and unfastening about six screws and bolts, I was able to extract the old battery. Without thinking, I let the hood slam shut and then drove in another car to buy a replacement

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