When you’re a kid in your preteens you’re too young to think about having your own car. At this age the “Holy Grail” in the late 1950’s was having a Go Cart. This is the zenith, the apex, the highest of all kid dreams! Only rich kids had go carts in those days. The only rich kid we knew that actually had a go cart was Jeff, and he would never even let us touch it, let alone mention even ride it! Whenever we would visit with our mother, Tim and I would always run to the garage first thing and look at it through the window and say, “Gee, he sure is lucky, he has his very own go cart!” For some reason all the go carts in those days were red, as was Jeff’s. Hey we didn’t care what color they were, we just wanted one! Of course with our meager farm income, we could never afford one. Even our first 2 wheel bikes we go for Christmas one year were used. It seemed like everything we bought was used from tractors to bikes to autos. Whenever we didn’t finish everything on our plates, our mother would say that the kids is Europe are starving and if we didn’t clean our plates she would send all our food to Europe! Somehow, she never seemed to do this. At least I never saw her pack up our leftovers and head to the mailbox. We were more interested in getting a go cart whether any kids were starving in Europe or not. We didn’t know about the Berlin Air Lift in those days. If we had, we would have known that the kids in Europe were being fed. Nevertheless, we always dreamed of having a go cart! One day we visted another family friend and sure enough their son, Mike all of a sudden had a nice red go cart sitting out in the driveway! WOW! Tim and I even went over to it and actually touched it!!!!! Then we each sat in it! When Tim got in it, one of their hired men pushed it and started it and Tim actually got to ride in it! After we went around the big driveway they had, I got to get in it and the hired man pushed it and I went around the big driveway too!!!!! Talk about a thrill! WOW!!! I felt like a “rich kid” for once in my life! After we rode it, their son, Mike said he would sell it to us!!!!! We never thought about getting a used one for a really cheap price! Tim and I were in heaven!!!! As soon as we got home, we grabbed one of the Farmall tractors and hitched up the disk and went out to one of our fields and started making a big oval track! As we made each round we were dreaming of racing our very own go cart around the new track we were making! We never got the go cart and I can’t recall why. More than likely their son, Mike O. was just “giving us the business” and never really intended to sell us his go cart in the first place. Oh well, the dream was fun while it lasted!