In a boring town, people found some fun in a strange funeral
Dozens of Inwood residents filled the streets in a mournful procession for one of the neighborhood’s beloved old timers.
Harry Ettling’s 1982 Honda Civic.
The rustbucket known throughout the neighborhood as “Bluey” (despite the almost complete lack of original sky blue paint) finally went to the great parking lot in the sky Saturday with the odometer pinned at more than 170,000 miles.
Ettling donned a suit and top hat to lead the funeral march on Seaman Avenue near the corner of 207th St., where his pride and joy was loaded onto a flatbed truck for its last ride — to the junkyard.
A bouquet of flowers adorned Bluey's discolored hood.
After a Dixieland band performed, New Orleans-style, Bluey was loaded onto the truck and Ettling's neighbors headed to the local bar for a final tribute to an old friend.
Someone yelled out if Ettling intended to buy a new set of wheels.
"I'm not getting a new car," Ettling said. "I need time to heal."