Ruby was the name of my great grandmother's 1964 Pontiac Tempest. This car parked in the garage next to old textbooks and a deep freeze. The grocery store, bank, and church were all within a mile of home. Ruby and great granny never went far. However, when all the grandkids piles inside we used our imagination to drive Ruby car to far away places, often finding ourselves in a bit of a predicament. Here is to Ruby car and new adventures. Also, when you marry a handsome boy with a common last name, you have to get creative!