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Uncle Joe was the perfect father figure for Christine and was always there when she needed him the most. After his shift, he would drive to the car dealership and on his test drive stop by Christine's work to see if she liked the car. This was the perfect example of the kind of person Uncle Joe was and how much he loved his niece. To her it was more than just her first car, but a bond she could share with her amazing Uncle Joe.

    Christine was used to the hustle and bustle to the very popular drug store on Frankford Ave known as Shelly’s Pharmacy. She was a cashier at the store and there was always tons of work to be done. It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon which for the store, meant all hands on deck in order to get ready for the Sunday newspaper rush that was sold for 99 cents which brought in tons of customers for the weekend. 

    While Christine was working the front of the store, she saw a Grand National pull up in front of the store and a tall, stocky, middle aged man with salt and pepper hair and big cheeks got out of the car and walked right into the store. Christine realized that it was her Uncle Joe and quickly ran out of the store to go meet him. Uncle Joe was a car connoisseur and was helping Christine pick out her perfect first car. “It is really nice Uncle Joe, but I think it is just too big for me” said Christine, completely reluctant to tell her uncle the truth after all of his hard work he was doing for her. 

     The next few days her Uncle Joe continued to bring her cars to see if she liked them, but none of them were just right. However, it did not seem to bother Uncle Joe at all; he was determined in finding a car since he knew he was Christine’s only hope. One day, Uncle Joe took her to an old garage off of State Road. “This is my friend Bill; he has this car for sale” says Uncle Joe. It only took one glance at the 1986 silver Chrysler Lebaron with soft, light gray seats, that were in impeccable shape for Christine to reply “I absolutely love it, I want it!” she knew it was the one. “Why don’t you drive it first” replied Uncle Joe with a laugh that moved his shoulders. After both of them drove it around, Christine sealed the deal and she got her first car. She absolutely loved that car, it was her baby. She would clean it all the time and at night would park it so it could still be visible from her bedroom window. 

    After interviewing my mom, Christine, she was immediately transported back to that time period with her Uncle Joe. She was so thankful that he helped her. My grandparents were never really around to help my mom find a car so my mom was very close with her Uncle Joe and was able to really bond with him over her car. Uncle Joe passed away when I was younger so I do not remember much about him. When my mom was telling me about this story she started to tear up a little bit when she was talking about him. This story is something that she holds very close in her heart about her beloved Uncle Joe and such a great experience and love she had for her very first car since it was so much more for her.

Uncle Joe and the Perfect Car

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Uncle Joe was the perfect father figure for Christine and was always there when she needed him the most. After his shift, he would drive to the car dealership and on his test drive stop by Christine's work to see if she liked the car. This was the perfect example of the kind of person Uncle Joe was and how much he loved his niece. To her it was more than just her first car, but a bond she could share with her amazing Uncle Joe.

Decade: 1990s
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Recorded by Larissa Dorfman on November 20, 2020
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