Isn’t it funny how we attach certain emotions to material items even without realizing it? I’m thinking of the fact that every single time that I see a Toyota part somewhere, I think of my dad. That’s because my dad was always working on one Toyota or another in the garage of our home while I was growing up. I have a lot of memories associated with watching him work, handing him Toyota 4runner parts while we had random conversations and seeing his pride swell when he’d get a broken part working again. Sometimes the memories that I have aren’t even specific memories but rather the recollection of sounds and smells and moments frozen in time.

It’s actually been a long time since Dad worked with Toyota parts. He got older and started taking his own truck to a mechanic and the garage got cleared of the mess of auto parts that were once stored there. In the intervening years, Dad has developed new hobbies and we have created memories around other things. Nevertheless, whenever I happen to stumble upon a Toyota part that I recall my dad using, I feel this rush of nostalgia and start to think about the past.

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