BY FROMA HARROP Here’s why I’m not panicked about rising gasoline prices, as many headlines suggest we all should be. It’s a personal story. Let me start at the beginning. The automotive love of my life was my first. It was a 1979 Pontiac Grand Prix, already 10 years old when it drove to my door on that mild spring day. A cloudy ocean color, the mid-size car had a V6 engine, and boy, did […]
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