Persons attempting to find a "text" in this [story] will be prosecuted; persons attempting to find a "subtext" in it will be banished; persons attempting to explain, interpret, explicate, analyze, deconstruct, or otherwise "understand" it will be exiled to a desert island in the company only of other explainers.
BY ORDER OF THE AUTHOR - Wendell Berry's introduction to Jayber Crow.
This article was posted to Jayber on 15 December 2005 by to the following categories: Feature, Stories.
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I have deep love for a certain, righteous, compact, duel-door, tri-cylinder, wretchedly sassy, sans-A/C, manual trans, 60 mph/gal, robin-egg-blue hatchback jalopy. Pinky is my pimpin' ride. Browse on Holmes, for this is how I roll.
Amazingly, I'm still able to maintain my ego, even when I stop by a dinner party and people say, "Hey, who parked the roller skate in my driveway?" Or when I get to work in the morning, and the guy in the cube next to me routinely says, "Hey Benski, where's the mosquito today? [chuckle, chortle]."
What really matters, friends, is design and practicality. How often do you witness the pillars of form (line, texture, color) and function (accessibility, economy, usability) come together in harmony vis-a-vis a $1 (thanks JoAnne) hand-me-down? That's right you don't.
Pinky, you're one-in-a-million; and for that, I salute you.
We all love Pinky. He’s part of the family!
Ahem. It’s a she.
Sorry……Of Course
Pardon Me
And a beauty SHE is
One day when Pinky passes on to the great Autobahn in the sky, I hope you will give her a proper buriel in a cuban cigar box.