How to Keep Your Volkswagen Alive

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That afternoon we held a birthday party for my son, the 1971 Volkswagen Beetle. He was turning two, a quite young tide in Volkswagen years, so we set up some tables at Pulaski Park in Northampton, invited his friends from school — second graders, most of them — and ordered food from Nini’s (detective stories for the Beetle, pizza for everyone else). And a number of people brought cake — there must have been six or seven different kinds of cake to choose from.

The pizza/stories took longer to arrive than we expected, though, so the kids started playing a game — Red Rover, I think it was — with pieces of cake as the reward. And the VW kept winning, because of his size. At one point I looked up from a conversation I was having with another parent and I saw my son pointing his finger in his friend Ted’s face and singing the Queen song “We Are the Champions.” Then the Volkswagen ran over to the picnic table and shoveled half a cake into his mouth.

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