Yes, the road.

Yes, the road.
Eagle Nest, New Mexico. “People like to drive because driving is actually and symbolically an almost perfect mechanism for escape…there is probably no human being who does not have troubles, real or imagined, from which he at times feels the need to flee.” George R. Stewart.

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We own a 1975 GMC Sierra Grande 15 in Maine and a 1986 Chevrolet Custom Deluxe 10 in West Texas. Also a pair of 1997 Volvo 850 wagons. Average age in the fleet is 28 years--we're recycling. I've published 3 novels: THE LAW OF DREAMS (2006), THE O'BRIENS (2012), and CARRY ME (2016). Also 2 short story collections: NIGHT DRIVING(1987) and TRAVELLING LIGHT (2013). More of my literary life is at www.peterbehrens.org I was a Fellow at the Netherlands Institute for Advanced Study for 2012-13. I'm an adjunct professor at Colorado College and in the MFA program at Queens University of Charlotte. In 2015-16 I was a Fellow at Harvard University's Radcliffe Institute for Advanced Study. The Autoliterate office is in Car Talk Plaza in Harvard Square, 2 floors above Dewey Cheatem & Howe. SUBSCRIBE TO THE AUTOLITERATE DAILY EMAIL by hitting the button to the right.

Friday, October 10, 2014

Marfa to Maine: 1975 GMC Sierra Grande


 Sunday afternoon, bright, West Texas winter day. H and I were cruising down San Antonio Street when we saw the truck on Bee Pierce's lot. It was the only vehicle for sale, except an old fire truck. Next morning--bright cold--after dropping off H at school I stopped by the lot. Took the truck out for a drive. Bought it. It was shipped up to Maine that spring, and it spends winters in the barn here. I'm the 2nd owner, or 3rd, if you count Bee Pierce. Truck was originally bought from Casner Motors in Marfa, the GM dealership, which is where the city offices are now.














Master cylinder failed this week. Pedal to the floor. Not a good feeling. Pretty easy to replace though. All the parts on this truck are pretty easy to find, though it's no use looking for junkyard parts in New England--anything old enough is inevitably in a state beyond rust.

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