Parked Volvo

I've been spotting old, white, Volvo wagons lately. Not as romantic as spotting a white horse in a field, but you don't see many of these cars, so they're noticeable. Especially to someone who has been steadily trained, for 30-some years, to spot old cars. 
One lives near Pier Park, and is clearly well-cared for; this one, not so much, but I pass this way frequently, and will watch to see if it stays put. The third is my favorite; it's the one that belongs to a gym classmate who claims she'll drive it forever and keeps it in primo condition. I posted a picture of its dashboard when she gave me a ride home a few weeks ago.