Cancel My Subscription

We had an editor who was famous around these parts for informing an irate phone caller, "Madame, if you don't calm down, I'm going to have to cancel your subscription."

This comes to mind with my latest e-mail, from a retired General Motors employee, who decided his latest cost-cutting will come from ending his daily relationship to the Inquirer.

And this because of today's column, an ode to our 17-year-old clunker named Bessie, which ends with me buying a Honda.