F85

One can't forget some of the better moments in Foos's F85.He always had that freakin Jerry Lee Lewis tape with "Wine Spodeeodee" on it.Going to the first Mendon/Sutherland soccer game at Sutherland we had a keg tapped in the trunk.The trunk lid was up for most of the game in the parking lot on the hill above the old Sutherland field and after the game we picked up two guys hitchiking to Victor on Route 96.We dropped them off on the road off 96 that led to JK'S house and after smoking with them we sent them on their way by opening the trunk and pouring them each a draft.Then there was the favorite Foos pastime of "Mailboxing" but that was better in one of his dads brand new wagons off the lot.Especially when it also involved taking road signs another Dave favorite so we could rip holes in the interior ceiling of his dads brand new wagons.I recall one easter morning when my parents were out of town Dave decorated our front lawn with road signs.This was the same night he and Doug Turner had managed to put a chair through one of our front windows while wrestling and Doug greeted one of the young Della Villas who was our paperboy with beer in hand and a hearty"How Ya Doing!"as he handed doug the Sunday Morning paper.My fave with Dave though happened one winter sunday night when all five of us in the F85 seemed to have joints lit and Dave cruised through the Monroe Ave./Clover Street Intersection coming towards Brighton from Clover and pulled into the gas station on the corner before we could even react.He rolled the window down and a huge cloud of dope smoke hit the gas pumper in the face and he backed up a little as Dave said'Two Dollars Please".