Bow Tie o’ the Day grooves, like Tie o’ the Day’s greeting. Years ago, we bought a used white mini-van, so I could carpool Rowan and his pals to and fro. I wasn’t happy. White? A mini-van? And then I loved it. I called it The Mormon Assault Vehicle. I didn’t even mind when the driver’s door had to be welded shut. The van lived double its lifespan, and we got a whole $100 for it when we turned it in for Vonnegut Grace Vibe. 🚐