Cars, a family tradition

All my life my father has worked on cars and, as I found out, he started at a young age. Here he is working on his 1929 Franklin in 1944. A few years ago we flew the folks out for Christmas and, unbeknownst to my father, I had my 1927 Franklin delivered the day before they arrived. Here he is driving my car 61 years after he had an almost identical car.