Jefferson Martin

Jefferson Martin

Musings about old Volvos and the meaning of life.

Pedro’s Volvo Horizons

In spring of 2000, I won an eBay auction for a Volvo 760GLE located in Palm Beach, Florida. The price seemed right; the body was primo, and I figured it was time to expand my horizons from the Volvo 240’s I adored and enjoy some 7 series love. Living near Washington, DC, I booked a

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My Battle Ready Schwinn

Just spent the day – yes, all day! – with my eleven year old son at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York City. Over the past year he has become quite the expert in Greco-Roman and Byzantium period battle armor and tactics. He never ceases to amaze me with the depth of his

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Get Off My Media Yard

I hate to sound old but, I am old. I live in a world that assesses my value in same against how well I can use social media. If, for some reason, I am slow to respond to posts on Facebook or Twitter I am considered too old to be ‘with it’, as if there

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Toothpick Engineering

Some years back I bought a 240GL in Reston, Virginia from my boss. On the way home with my new purchase I was intrigued by the number of toothpicks lying in the little dashboard tray. Dozens of them. But once I hit 55 mph in this five speed brick I realized exactly what those toothpicks

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Dude, where’s my ride?

With a few nudges from some of my longtime friends and circle members (remember circles?) and artistic co-conspirators (ron@pluspora.com, alistairmcharg@pluspora.com, richi@pluspora.com) I have finally pulled the trigger on moving to the Pluspora platform from Google Plus.  Yes, we feel betrayal and yes, we have rent our clothing and gnashed our teeth appropriately for being left at

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I’m a Junkyard Dog

When restoring old, out of production, cars you learn to habit junkyards and make friends with the genetically cranky folks who work there. Today I traveled to my favorite, albeit secret, graveyard for Volvo 240 elephants and found a pristine dark blue carpet set which will fit Moose perfectly. The location of this parts trove

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Sweet Innocence

In that time of widespread innocence, the 1950’s, I read an article in Life magazine that trumpeted a possible cause for cancer: dishwashing soap. Oh, happy day! Where there’s a cause, a cure can’t be far behind.  Within innocence is an expectation of a simple answer to a complicated problem. Since cancer rates have continued

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Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes..

Went to get my driver’s license renewed today. While this might have been an event to mark on the calendar when I was seventeen, this day flowed directionless, toward nowhere and with no need of mention. The license renewal process was actually quite painless and I was amused, as most folks are, by the carnival-quality

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Equivalancy.

How have we become so equivalent? How have we arrived at a place where the margins of victory in political election are razor thin? How have we become so equivalent about all things political? It seems that we no longer accept the premise of voting for a candidate not of one’s party when it seems

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Will future generations give us thanks?

Will future generations give us thanks? With the onset of winter and the holidays I am thankful to the pioneers and pilgrims who helped found this great nation. And, I’m just glad to still be alive surrounded by an extended family whom I love greatly. I began reading The Meaning of the 21st Century by

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