In 1992, when I was ten, my parents bought a lipstick red Ford Explorer. The car had just come out a year or two before and my parents wanted to support American manufacturing by buying a domestic car. This was the third family vehicle I remember. The first was a big, white Toyota van with three rows. We had that until we moved to Yosemite, then my parents switched to a graphite Subaru station wagon, probably the most common car in Yosemite Valley to this day.
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