Black Cadillac

I’m 35 years old. I’ve been Batman for Halloween ~23 times.

My affinity for the caped crusader started young and I can pinpoint it to a car ride. It was in a Cadillac.

My Baba once had a 197(not sure of the year) Fleetwood. Black.

We were cruising down Harper Ave and I was riding shotgun. I opened the glove box and noticed a bright yellow button. By pushing it I thought we would propel to warp speed. I thought it was like the Batmobile.

Instead, Baba pulled over calmly on a side street, parked the car and shut the trunk. She kindly asked me to not do that again, but would take me on the freeway if I wanted to go fast.

Shortly thereafter, we were going 90 in the left hand lane of I-94 headed towards Detroit.

That’s when I first told myself I’d one day get a black Cadillac.

Sometimes you find a brand and sometimes a brand finds you.