My whole life I've had an interest in cars and trucks. Their history, their engineering detail and most importantly to me, their appearance. When I was growing up in the fifties, my brother Jim, who is ten years my senior, taught me to recognize the year, make, and model of just about every car that cruised by in sleepy old Kelowna, BC, Canada. In fact, he made quite a bit of spare change betting friends his five-year-old brother could name nine out of the next ten cars to go by. Sadly, I was too young to know I should ask for 'my cut' of the winnings. The...more
