To the best of my memory it all started when I was 5 yrs. old. My dad would sit me in his lap for hours and "we" would read his hot rod mags. After that, we spent most of our time together building one thing or another and from age 12 to 16 we built my first car, a '65 Mustang. We didn't have alot of money so it was everything but stock, but I loved it just the same. That
same year my dad scrapped up enough money to drive to Florida and pick up an EM body. It took us almost 8yrs. to complete it, due to him having bad health, but we did. Shortly after that it was totalled in an accident due to no fault of our own. The next year he went and bought 2 more kits, this time the more complete packages, and with the selling of one of those to a friend, he and I built his. My dad and I spent so many wonderful hours together working on these cars and talking shop, I wouldn't trade those memories for anything in the world. I believe that his love and admiration for this car and sharing that with me gave us a bond few people ever have. My dad passed away of cancer in June of '98 and unfortunely never got to drive this last car. You can be assured that it's not going anywhere.... I still have my '65 too. I have a feeling that I'm really going to enjoy being a part of this club 'cause you guys seem to have that same enthusiasm as I remember dad having.

Ginger
p.s. By the way, I'm 30 yrs. old and will always be a kid at heart when it comes to this.