Bébé

Here she is, a sweet little Renault 4CV (quatre chevaux), even smaller (and decidedly less Teutonic) than the then-novel Volkswagen Bug. Very uncommon in our part of the world, then and now.

Brent (resplendent in his Arrowview Junior High School letterman’s sweater) points out the new MIT sticker in her rear window.

And here’s another shot, right after she sprouted a bright red paint job. I don’t recall whether she had been damaged, or whether Pappy had just decided she was too cute to remain beige.

Valerie drove Bébé to work in 1963, while I was missionarying and the folks were visiting in France, and while Valerie and Brent and Jim and Renée Allen occupied the homestead. So it must have been after we married that the folks replaced Bébé with…