My dad was a car man since the day he was born in 1931. He worked for Ford Motor Company his entire career, and as the family moved around with his job he found old cars, and restore them the motors and all. My mom used to tell him to get those cars out of the driveway. Well, the Morgan's eventually ended up in North Carolina, and my dad was blessed enough to create the workshop of his dreams. At one time during the height of his restoration frenzy, the work area was home to a 1965 Mustang and 1955 T-bird and 1931 Ford Model A and of course the 1956 Morgan, which at first he thought was in 1957 :-) This Morgan was his pride and joy, and I remember he encouraged us all to pose with it several times for the annual Morgan Christmas card :-) He was proud as proud can be of this car, and in his legacy, it is still here with his two sons looking after it. Rest in peace dad, you too mom! Good thoughts to all of those who have lost their loved ones, yet have the memories that make them laugh and beam with pride.