The White Whale was my first car.  I bought it brand new from York Gary, who was the salesman at Ball Chevrolet in Nashville, AR, my hometown.   York was the father of my best friend Gloria.   It was not such a special car in the beginning.   It took on its grandeur when I moved to Springfield, Missouri to teach at Southwest Missouri State College.  That is where I met Edward Pinegar.   He was in my class at SMS.  He was also the partner of Laurence Pennel, who was the husband of my friend Georgia.  They ran a Texaco station, and this was where I had my car serviced.  Oh, those days.   Gas was so cheap then, and Ed took such good car of my car.    I wish I could remember the details of all the things that happened to the "Whale," but it was so long ago.  I do remember when it turned over 100,000 miles.   That was in Kentucky.   I also remember when I had to use a hammer on the battery to knock the acid off to get it to start.   The Whale had a personality of its own.