Not a huge fan of adding to ancient threads, but I'd like to say... More than specific skills...I learned from him that you can pretty much do whatever you want with a car. The wheels and tires he wanted to put on the back of his '57 were too big for the stock wheelwells and fender openings...so what? He made them bigger. He wanted to put a Pontiac 455 in it, so he did. It needed a 9" Ford rear end so he put one in too, and put the springs inside the frame rails....all before you could buy any kit to do it. I know some guys who flat out can't compute putting pieces from one car onto another. How will it ever work??? Dad showed me how limitless all of it is. Just because it doesn't bolt together doesn't mean you can't make it work. You cut, fit, weld, modify, whatever it takes because thats the way it needs to be.
One of you guys make me proud of this country's vintage values and and of Kentucky (especially in basketball!). -- N'ough said! Jimi
Probably more than I'll ever know, but a few lessons that stick out are: Don't take any sh*t from anyone. Don't do anything you don't want to. Sometimes you have to do things you don't want to do. Someone else did/made/built/ it before us so we ought to be able to figure it out. and how to wet sand so he wouldn't have to. Hell, i'm 37 and he's 69 and I still learn stuff from him.
Yeah, I'll say I have no fucking idea what you're trying to say here. But, if it's aimed at me...let me say this...I've definately "made" my way in this world. I just won't thank my Dad for the influence/knowledge I've gained in life to make my way. There are many others I thank/credit. Also, if it "IS" me you aim your bullshit words at....please limit them in the future to a PM. Thank you
Mine taught me that I would make a better door then a window. LoL I used to love that statement, during a ball game. I used to sit right in front of the TV.
My Dad put the fire in me and it took me a while to "get it" but I am so thankful that he did. Love you Daddy......
My dad wasn't a car guy. It took many years before he appreciated why I messed with cars. He was a damn good patternmaker (wish he was a car guy, we could have made some cool stuff). He taught me and my brothers how to work with our hands. Me and my three brothers all have wood working shops and all four of us mess with cars. Thanks dad.
My sperm donor father split when I was 4 and I was adapted when I was 12 by my step dad.Cant really remember anything specific he taught me but I do remember it would be a 2 minute explanation and their would be a ass chewin comin if he had to tell me twice or I messed it up.Lookin back now I guess it was hard raisin a boy that was only 14 years younger and twice your size.X2 on the grandfather.
Mine taught me how not to be. He taught me that money and material things dont matter and that family is what counts. He taught me that by being the oppositte of that. I love my dad, but he's not the most family oriented person around.
My dad taught me that if a car is running rough, to pull the plug wires off one by one while the car is running. When you find the one that doesn't change the way it runs, you've got your bad plug/wire. What he didn't tell me, was that you shouldn't try this on anything with an HEI system. Man did my elbow hurt when I wacked it into the inner fender after I got zapped! He also taught me to make due with what you have...
Dad's favorite saying: Why is it we can never seem to find the time to do the job right but we always find the time to do it over. Cherish your tools and clean them up and put them away before the test drive. Taught me how to rebuild and engine at age 10. Take a walk and cool off if it isn't going right. If that fails sleep on it and see if it doesn't cooperate better the next day. Too much else to list. Dan
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