She didn't trade her old car in when she bought a new one, and by this time, it had some serious issues. I didn't want to sink that kind of money into the car. But, I had to do something with it. My boyfriend suggested I donate it to a charity. Brilliant!
I knew I wanted to donate it to a cause dedicated specifically to lung cancer research, but I didn't want to donate it to one that spent a lot of money producing "stop smoking" commercials. As a former smoker, I can tell you that those commercials do not have the desired effect on a smoker. Oh, they fill non-smoker's head with a lot of ammunition to throw in a smoker's face, but they do not motivate a smokers to quit. I have long since quit ... but it had absolutely NOTHING to do with those commercials. Honestly, those commercials made me want to keep smoking!
So, I found an organization that spent it's time and money researching drugs to cure lung cancer, and to looking for ways to detect it before it was too late. And, best of all, they don't throw any money away on commercials that don't serve any purpose other than to irritate smokers and rile up non-smokers.
I took a picture when they came to pick it up. It was a little bittersweet, because I get overly attached to objects ... I even cried when the family on The Wonder Years stood in their yard watching as a wrecker towed off their old, broken-down station wagon!!!
I had a lump in my throat as I stood at the door and watched them load my daughter's car onto their truck. I think they ended up selling it for quite a bit more than I thought it would bring, and it made me feel good to know that money was going to a good cause.