In the 1990s and early part of this century, I drove a convertible Firefly. It was a great little car and I drove it until I bought a Tracker in 2002.  When I bought the Tracker, I held on to the Firefly because my dad had expressed interest in maybe fixing it up when he retired. Retirement came along and he became busier than when he was working, so it sat in my parents’ garage, waiting for someone to drive it.

Sadly, it hadn’t been driven since so I decided to donate it to the Multiple Sclerois Society of Canada through CharityCar.ca. After sorting out the paperwork, I arranged for its pickup and they sent a tow truck to pick it up yesterday. My dad took a picture of it as they were taking it away:

I’d like to think that it was going off to be looked after by a new owner, but sadly I suspect that it’s going to end up in a junk yard.