This was the fourth time the Jeep was hauled home in disgrace. After not starting in a national park, on a roadside in Virginia, and at the Asheville airport, we used it only for very local errands. The vehicle gradually acquired a new ignition switch, a new starter motor, and a whole new ignition system after a factory recall. Neighbor Bob worked on it, too, cleaning all the wires that could have caused trouble. This time John couldn’t get home after a doctor’s appointment in the next town, so we left it for two nights. Often it will start the day after balking, but we gave it two chances this time. Oddly enough, I felt sorry for the old boy. He tried his best to start, giving us a click to let us know he was trying. I blame the Jeep company. Many others have had the same trouble with the Commander line, and no one has come up with the definitive fix.
I came home to decorate Easter cookies while John waited for AAA to pick up the Jeep. My job was much more fun than his.