Our Jeep is finally getting junked. It's a sad day, honestly, because this vehicle has been so faithful for us. We purchased this vehicle in 2002 from Clyde Vest at Vest Auto Sales in North KC. He won the prize because he needed no credit check, and took monthly payments that we could manage. Prior to this purchase, we owned a 1988 Chevy Cavalier 4 door with 418K on it. The floorboards had rotted through in the back, and we could see daylight under our seats. When that died, we purchased the Jeep. The first thing Priscilla and I did when we took the Jeep from the lot was to drive over to Johnson county and drive slowly through neighborhoods, looking at all the fancy homes. We always felt the glares and stares of people when we did that in the Cavalier. So we cruised. It was awesome.
Over the course of the last 10 years, that Jeep developed a number of cosmetic and electronic ticks, but it started every time, and ran well. The straight 6 engine is still one of the easiest to work on. They're practically bulletproof.
However, this vehicle wasn't totally without fault, and those faults were often very curse-inducing. I've decided, in celebration of her life, to list some of the little nuances of our life with Old Faithful.
Something in the climate of this area of the midwest gives lead to a lot of corrosion buildup on the battery terminals. We got stranded several times with this issue. When we finally learned how to cope with it, it was as simple as wiggling the positive lead wires going into the clamp on the terminal. Old Faithful would spring back to life. We came to call this the "Lazarus" move.
Electrical issues were a minor inconvenience which got worse and worse over the life of the Jeep. At first, we had a few scares when the on-board computer display read "Engine Oil Level Low". Several sessions with the code reader finally alerted us to an electrical fault in the sensor, buried IN the engine block itself. Since I didn't want to pull the whole engine for a sensor, we moved on, and checked oil levels regularly.
Electrical pt 2 - Out of the clear blue sky one day, my CD player stopped working. For those of you that know me, you know that equates to my world stopping. I checked fuses, wiring, traced the whole carriage as far as I could, all to no avail. I remember long days sitting in traffic on 71 in the August heat, windows down, with no music to comfort me. I resorted to listening to my iPod on longer drives, as dangerous as that was.
Electrical pt 3 - the horn. This developed a little later on, when the Jeep amazed us with a newly discovered ability to honk the horn whenever I would switch the high beams on or off. An inconvenience at best, at least until one day we pulled up to a stop sign on Byars Rd. A young man was waiting to cross in front of us, so I waved him on as we came to a stop. As he got right in front of the Jeep, the horn went off on its own, a good 2 second blast. He jumped, I jumped, Priscilla crawled under the front seat to hide, and it all went downhill from there. When we got home, I reached under the car and disconnected the wiring leads to the horn. No more voice for Old Faithful.
Electrical pt 4 - the on board computer informed us regularly that one or more lamps was out in different locations on the vehicle. (Tail light, reverse lamps, brake lights, turn signals, license plate, etc.) We learned to ignore this, but it made things difficult when one of those lamps did actually go out. A friendly Leawood police woman helped remind me of that with a ticket. I swallowed the cost of the ticket, knowing she didn't care to hear that fixing the problem would require a complete redo of the entire wiring system of the Jeep, a $1500 job.
The windshield washer fluid motor died fairly early on, about 6 years ago. Shortly after that, the reservoir cracked, so I took it completely out in the hopes of purchasing another one. Ironically, the wipers worked on it the whole time. They lost the ability to work on intermittent, but still had normal and fast operation. Winters, with the salt on the road, made travel difficult. Several trips to Colorado and Canada during the winter months saw us pulled over on the side of the road, scooping snow onto the windshield to act as washer fluid.
The AC only worked for 3 years. We tried to get it recharged, but it just never ran cold. Eventually, something got stuck in the system, and the heater was always on. Even in the summer. You couldn't shut it off. The worst part of that was taking a phonecall when you were driving, because you'd have to roll up the windows to hear anything. Brutal.
The oil pressure gauge stopped working, the engine temperature gauge stopped working, and the fuel gauge stopped working. The engine eventually started leaking oil quite a bit. To the tune of 2 quarts a week by the end.
The paint job on the Jeep was horrible, a fact attributed to (apparently) a bad primer coating at the factory. It was a little past the warranty period by the time I bought it, so we lived with it. The paint chipped and peeled off, and the entire roof rusted quite quickly.
The rear bumper rusted so badly at its joints that the left side fell down off the frame. The only thing holding the bumper on was a towing hitch that I installed a few years ago.
The headliner started to get little holes in it from wear and tear. This I attribute to my kids. I also attribute to them the ripping that took place, even under pain of death threats.
The doors on the Jeep had a bad design feature in that they started to droop on their hinges after several years. This led to the lock mechanism getting damaged, and eventually the whole clasp system being pushed into the sheet metal. This meant the door could not latch shut. At all. In fact, after we replaced the driver door (to the tune of $650 + labour) we resorted to using bandanas to tie the doors shut on the Jeep. If the bandana wasn't in place, the door would swing wide open going around a corner. It was always fun leaving a store or church or somewhere and watching the looks from people as Cilla and I lowered our windows front and back by 8 inches, threw our bandanas around the door posts, tied them shut, and rolled the windows back up. I think people figured we were flying gang signs.
The faceplate around the center console of the car snapped from repeated vibrations, and it would always get caught in the shifter, often jamming and scraping my knuckles when I put it in reverse.
Another factor for us was the fact that our family didn't fit in the Jeep. Not since we had 3 kids had it worked to safely transport the family. We purchased a 2002 Mountaineer in 09, used it for 6 months, and then it broke down for most of the time between then and last October. While we were making payments on our Mountaineer sitting lumped in our driveway, we still drove the family around in the Jeep. 2 older kids in the back, 3 younger in the seats, and Cilla and I.
Sigh. Despite all these things, Old Faithful was exactly that. Other than things like starters, alternators, radiators, brakes, hub assemblies, etc, I never had to do any heavy engine or drivetrain work on it. It leaked oil, yes, but we stayed on top of it. Both Cilla and I checked oil levels all the time, and we added oil as needed. There were many points where it would start running like a diesel, chuffing and puffing smoke, and stuttering. We'd pull into a gas station, add 4 quarts of oil, and be off running as smooth as ever. Amazing engine. That Jeep just really wouldn't quit. Right up until it sat for a few months when the tags expired last October, it started every time you turned the key. The engine was definitely getting rougher, but still strong. The transmission and 4WD system worked fine every time we needed it, which meant a lot to me when I had to be out of town and Cilla and the kids were driving in the snow. Despite its numerous flaws, it is still the most comfortable vehicle I have ever driven, trumping even an S Class Mercedes I drove because of it's higher stance and visibility. The Jeep made it all the way to 323K miles. Pretty crazy. What's really wild is that last year, also out of the clear blue sky, the CD player started working again. Just decided to one day. Awesome.
We love that Old Faithful Jeep. But it's not only because it was a great vehicle for us. At times, it felt like our worst enemy. No, we love it because it was the tangible presence of God's provision for us sitting in our driveway. In some ways, God spoke to us through that vehicle. I'll get you where you're going. Trust me. Of course, it let us down many times, and God never has. But that Jeep in our driveway gave us so much cause to be thankful. It forced us on our faces in gratitude when we would drive past broken down and abandoned cars on the side of the road, many of them newer and shinier than the Jeep.
The Jeep was (and is) also a summary of our time in KC. When we moved here in 2001, we never imagined we would last this long here. Yet, like the Jeep, our lives have kept on going here. Our lives have had their share of doors falling off and oil leaks, but we are here because of God's grace, and by His leading.
Today we said goodbye to the Jeep finally. It has been sitting on the roadside since last October.
The brakes finally gave out, and we spent Halloween driving my brother-in-law John's Jeep. We had run out of options. Our family vehicle was getting a new engine, but was still in the shop. The Jeep was done, tags expired, and wouldn't pass a safety inspection even if we bribed someone. But God, like He always does, had something up His sleeve. In 48 hours, we went from no Jeep to a 2002 Mountaineer, AND a 2000 Windstar, a HUGE gift from some close friends.
Gone are the days of the Jeep. It is sad today, as we close the 10 year era of what God has done in our lives. But we look ahead to the next 10 with assurance that God is with us, still directing us. And yes, the next work vehicle I buy will be another Jeep Grand Cherokee.
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