When I was little, I remember sitting in the back of my mom's car while she drove. I can still remember the way the car sounded, it had a familiar clicking sound when she would turn the corner. I remember the way the doors sounded when you would slam them shut.. Such a solid car. After a few years we bought a new F150 Truck and the poor Falcon made its way to the side yard where it sat for over 25 years.
My brother and I always knew that the car was promised to my Uncle V... And so when my father passed, my mom finally decided to do a few home improvements, one which was getting rid of the eye sore. To be honest, I was a little bummed to see the car go, it seemed like a piece of my childhood had disappeared....but, it was rusted and someone could probably use the parts.
About 9 months after my mom was diagnosed she casually mentioned that she had something to show me.. you can imagine my surprise when I saw this beautiful car restored...She had been having it restored (secretly) for over two years... I love that car, it has such beautiful lines. It takes me back to my childhood every time I see it.
2 comments:
Man, they don't make cars like that anymore do they? The chrome, the lines, the emblems...you captured them beautifully! Plus a steering wheel that's bigger than your kids. It was great seeing your mom too, she looks just like I remembered her!!!
what a great surprise ! Smart momma.
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