There is something exciting about owning your first vehicle. It gives you an opportunity to explore the world and have a degree of freedom. That is what one girl from Kentucky was looking forward to when her father, Kevin Duke, helped her get her first car.
Duke was a father who wanted his daughter to be safe, so he was looking for a dependable vehicle. Eventually, he found a preowned automobile and thought it would be a good choice for his daughter.
Little did he know that it was hiding a truth that would eventually be uncovered. When he looked at the car, he was worried about the mechanics and he didn’t think about the history.
Kevin didn’t want to simply put a vehicle in his daughter’s hands as soon as she got her driver’s license. That is why he decided to take the car out for a drive and to give it a careful look over before he would let her drive it.
One of the things that he tried a number of times to do was to get into the glove box. It was sealed tight, but when he finally got it open he found a little box that had a note on the outside saying there was important information inside for the new owner.
As you can imagine, he was probably concerned about what he would read when he opened the box. Little did he know that the words would touch his heart in an amazing way and he decided to post what he found on Facebook.
“Well, yesterday I was playing around in it, and I opened this storage compartment on top of the dashboard, which I’ve already opened at least half a dozen times.” This time, I noticed that there was a rubber mat at the bottom of it, and for some reason, I decided to remove it. I was taken aback to discover this mail, which included this letter on the inside. “I’m not going to lie to you; I did shed a few tears.”
He also took a picture of the letter and posted it online. Many others share his sentiments and shed tears at what they read.
The note said also said: “To the person who receives this automobile, I just wanted to let you know what an unique vehicle you’ve gotten. My mother was the previous owner of this vehicle. She was one of three people who perished in a home fire on February 25, 2015: the other two were my daughter, age 6, and my aunt. On the day that she left us, my mother drove this automobile for the very last time. My daughter and her spent the day together going shopping and getting their hair trimmed.
“I have a lot of fond memories associated with this automobile. The only thing I have left to touch now that my house and everything in it has been destroyed is this automobile. Due to a misunderstanding over the documentation, the insurance company has decided not to pay off the automobile in full. It is quite painful because I have lost my family, my house, and now I am losing this final connection that I have with my mother and kid through no fault of my own.”
The car was more than just a vehicle, it was a memory of very special times for the previous owner.
“I’m not furious with you. I really hope that this automobile turns out to be the most amazing vehicle you’ve ever had. I really hope that it continues for another hundred years. I really hope there are children, toys, and other other items in the backseat. This vehicle was crammed with plenty of love and several other sticky stuff by my family. We drove about listening to country music and songs from the 1980s with the windows down on our road excursions. I’ve lost count of the number of diapers I’ve changed in the backseat of a car. Probably tucked away someplace is a crayon or a sucker stick that belonged to my little one when they were little. Perhaps a chicken nugget in its whole. HA!
“It’s possible that there’s a smudge on the dashboard, but I’m not sure whether you’ll notice it or not. While my daughter and I pretended to go on adventures while we were sitting in the driveway, she would always place her feet in that spot so she could join in. My daughter learnt to ride her bike and wreck it a few months before she passed away, which is shown by the ding in the passenger side door and the dent on the back fender on the driver’s side of the vehicle.”
“I realize that to you, it’s just a vehicle, but to me, it’s so much more than that. In this automobile, real life unfolded. In this automobile, there was love, pleasure, and adventure to be had. Since it is now in your possession, we ask that you keep in mind that it is more than simply a vehicle. It is a recollection. This automobile, with all of its peculiarities, is the sole remaining member of my family. Be courteous to it. Play a song from the country genre. My daughter’s all-time favorite song is either “Big Green Tractor” by Lynyrd Skynyrd or “Freebird” by some other band. Because of how much meaning the song had for us, I even played it at their funerals.
“You are traveling with holy beings. My angels. If you want to talk to them, feel free to do so; I’m sure they’d be interested in seeing and hearing about any new experiences you have while driving this automobile. Sylvia is her name, in case you were wondering. The very first day my mother acquired this automobile, we all went about, and Dr. Hook’s Sylvia’s Mother played on the radio. My daughter suggested that we name the car that, and the name sort of simply stayed when she said that’s what we should call the car. Therefore, I beg you not to alter her name.
“Please make an effort to locate me in the event that you ever decide to sell Sylvia. Due to the fact that I have recently been responsible for the payment of three funerals, I am unable to purchase it at this time; but, if you decide in the future that she is no longer the appropriate person for you, maybe my financial condition will have improved. Have good fortune, pursue happiness, and love like we did in life. I hope everything works out well for you and Sylvia.”