Thursday, June 7, 2012

'57 Chevy Bel-Air

The whole time I was growing up, my mom wanted my dad to try to restore an old car. Not for her, but she always thought that dad would enjoy it, taking something old and making it new again, and he always liked tinkering with cars and stuff. But we always had stuff going on, so dad never did. Mom gave up after awhile, though she did bring it up again after he retired and recovered from the cancer stuff. But Dad just wasn't ever really interested in it.

Not long after mom passed away, my dad found an old car and had it restored, 'Because momma always wanted to have an old car restored!' Well, sort of, mom always thought that Dad would get a kick out of restoring a car, not that mom really wanted a restored old car. But regardless, dad found an old junker and had a local auto restorer work on it.

It turned out beautifully, a candy-apple Red 1957 Chevy Bel Air. Dad is so proud of this car, he got a little plaque that said it was in memory of mom, and he took a picture of mom from high school and has it hanging from the rear view mirror in a frame. He took MSJ and me for a ride in it in Memorial Day.

He told us that he has entered it into 2 car shows, he won 7th place in 1 and 3rd place in the other, and he has plans to enter it in several more. In the end, having this car has opened dad's world a little, he's going out and meeting people, interacting and making at least acquaintances, possibly friends. He is just a whole other person than he was after mom died. I know that we won't ever forget mom, but I'm glad to see that both dad and I have gotten past the worst of the mourning. I can't really speak for my bro, since we don't really speak anymore. But that's a whole other post.

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