For me it was back to California, but for the Jetta it was its first time in the Golden State.
Because I always intended to move back to the Pacific Northwest, the Jetta retained Washington license plate LWD 821 until 1994, and I retained my voter’s registration in Washington.
But as part of the the Republican tantrum of that era, Michael Huffington threatened to unseat Dianne Feinstein in the U.S. Senate. I could not in good conscience continue to vote in Washington and be at all responsible for Dianne's losing reelection, so I re-registered my car and myself as Californians.
The Jetta’s closest call with the scrapyard took place in October ’04. I was heading back from running the Bizz Johnson Half Marathon in Susanville, when 12 miles west on Fredonyer Pass, a deer came from out of nowhere and collided with the front of my car.
And for the post-Fredonyer Pass total rehabilitation:
Months after I wrote this post I was looking for other photos from my years in Seattle and I ran across one of me and my car. When I wrote the post I looked and looked, but was never able to locate any. I'm pretty sure this was taken early in 1989 after a heavy snowfall. I'm proudly showing off the chains I attached to my car. Just think, the Jetta was only a little over 3 years old here, and I was only 33. A bit of Washington plate LWD 821 is visible.