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Hey Ed,
Thanks for bumping this thread. I'd never seen it before.
My first car was a 1965 Mustang Fastback that my Dad bought for me when I was 14 years old. He paid $350.00 for it. We didn't have much money, so he sold his car to get it. He probably couldn't insure them both plus Mom's. He drove it to work during the day and I drove it at night (took the bus to school unless he was off).
In 1984 it had an electrical fire. Since then, I've been dragging it from house to house to house with me, always swearing to restore it as soon as I finish with (insert project here).
Now, I'm incredibly angry with myself because, as most of you know, I just lost my Dad. He never got to see the car restored, and I never told him how much his sacrifices over the years have meant to me.
I'm in the process of planning a ground-up restoration for the car right now. Some of the other cars may have to go in order to finance what I want to do, and to make room, but so be it. It is so much more than an old car.
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