My classic was purchased brand new in 1951 by my Grandfather. The car has never left the family. I am the 3rd generation owner. My uncle, in Texas offered me the car in 1991 and I returned it to Wisconsin where it was originally purchased. Every year my family would have a large family reunion. The children of my grandfather, my aunts, uncles and mother would beg me to bring the old car so they could ride in it. The car arrives and the "kids" would all get in and take her for a spin. I drove while they sat back and enjoyed the ride. Then I hear crying and sobbing. All the "kids" are weeping and smiling at the same time. I ask my mother what was wrong? They all responded with stories and memories of their father. My grandfather was a rural farmer in Wisconsin, this car purchase was a really big deal for him and the family. He was so proud of his brand new car. So every year my duty is to bring the car back to the reunion so all can enjoy the memories of growing up in this car.
It is still original parts and motor. I had new paint put on this past year in 2013.