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.