By know means am a trying to post an obituary with this post,just wandering if this has ever happen to you folks.With that said,a few weeks ago my father passed on.All my life my pop seemed to keep some type of rod or custom sitting out in the driveway or for that matter in the weeds in the back yard. I guess my pop took notice in the last few years how much time i have fooling around with a few of my projects to the point that he would come around every other weekend just to pile up in an old recliner i had laying the shop and tell old car stories or what the hell i was doing wrong with what i was working on....Loved every minute of it.A couple of days ago i received a show box with an laminated two dollar bill and thirty five old black and white pictures of from the time my pop was a teenager all the way up to when he was courting my mom of him and them with his and their old cars Has of this day other than my kids these are my most prized possessions Thanks for letting me ramble on!
I totally agree with you. My best memories are me and "the ol' man" out in the garage working on something and me following your lessons 1&2. Sill have trouble with the shutting the f!@#$ -up part though!
One prized thing that you will never loose or have to give up is the memory of those stories your pops told while sitting in that chair. I lost my dad six years ago but his stories of his adventures and misadventures with his various cars over the years still stick in my mind. I even got brought home from the hospital in a 41 Ford ragtop with the loudest pipes in the area. I need to get to my sisters house and go through his old photos and find the ones of his old cars before she or her husband decide that they are in the way and pitch them. <input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden">
sorry to hear about your Pop's. I lost my Dad in 2006, and he he was a car guy. I got my love of motorcycles and cars from him. The 50 chevy truck I have was his, but it had 17 inch billet wheels on it, and a couple other things I changed.
Bob, Thats awesome on the old photos and good memories and I wanted to say, I am sorry for your loss.
Going through my dads stuff when I was cleaning out his house,I found a card that would be put on the tables at a "Gentlemans Club" ,good for one free drink,that had a stripper named Joni Carson on it,and a deck of cards with naked girls on them! They're from 1958! Also a 1963 LA street map and a menu from Dupars,that they used to go eat when they were dating.
Lost my Dad in 02 and still miss his lectures and wise old tales and stories, he had the patients of a rock and could tinker with a bolt,ajustment or whatever for hours, me I am getting better but there is still a few tools, bolts, etc. in the pond. not only was he my best friend but business partner also, and now on those problem projects i still catch myself saying this is your job POP, but one of the last big projects we did together was build the shop, the building is dedicated to him and I know it was built for the future to come. still busting knuckles with his tools though and I am sure he gets a good laugh every time I do. Heres to the best of Pops they will all be missed....
Just remembered,I have his wedding ring too! It's way too small to fit me,cause I wear a size 22,hahaha! Still has engraved inside it,something from my mom,"sob sob". They're both gone now! BTW-that's sob,not son of a bitch,LOL...
wow I opened this thread seconds after getting off the phone with my pops and him giving me shit about how he gets to go to hunnert tomorow and I've gotta miss it. Really makes me appreciate moments like that. I'm sorry to hear about your loss, but the memories can be cherished forever.
Sorry to hear about your loss. My dad is 80, my best friend, and he's been a car guy all his life.He taught me what a nice car is, and to do it right the first time...I watched him port Flathead intake ports in 20 degree weather with a rat tail file, and pull banjo rear ends apart to change gears in the driveway..We built Ford race cars together, raced them, cussed them, argued, disagreed, and always was ready to go back and do it again.Always outnumbered by Chevy's, he never was outclassed...I wish I had his passion, and his patience.. I dread the day he is gone...cherish the memories...and Thanks for reminding me...
my dad died about 5 years ago,,i have pictures, trophies, and his nascar pin from when he used to race stock cars back in the 50s, and my favorite pic of all,,a 50 merc he chopped back in the 50s,,,,,,,,,a bunch of the little magazines he gave me when i was a kid, and three 41 lincoln door buttons, which i will NEVER part with,,if i ever put em in a car, they stay with me when the car sells,,,AND tons of great car memories,,hes the reason im such a kustom nut,,,,
my pop watching me work. not to long before he passed. i found the hot rod magazine he brought home for me when i was a kid the other day..cool memories. hope my kid diggs me the way i did my pop..
my grandfather passsed in 07,i have his old tools,photo ablums of his cars and from his travles in WWII,and his 53 ford truck he bought new,but the best thing he gave me was the love of automobiles,and the knowledge to work on them,i miss him every day
Lost my dad and best friend in 03 , not a day goes by that I dont think of him or miss him.Just about all the old tin I own is still titled in both our names. I had a bad bout when he passed but we had time to sit and talk (good talks) before he died. He left no doubt that he was proud of me. The one thing he told me that floored me was that he had wished he had had my courage? See I was self employed about all my life , he said that I amazed him in being able to step out and try new things or try another route .....he amased me. I really miss him ......and it had been getting pretty lonely with out him .But some times God knows better than we do on how to fix something 2 years ago I was blessed with a gorgeous grandaughter and what a joy she is, she is a pap paps girl and loves old loud hot rods and old tractors she want involved in any thing that runs or drives . She was my blessing and I am going to pass it all on to her ................my dad deserves that......sorry for rambling ....
Old cars has definitely brought me and the ole man closer, he's definitetly my best bud I'll ever have. I'm looking forward to the next 40 years we're gonna have to bicker and laugh at each other..go pops!
I need a hankey. I lost my Dad 21 years ago. He was a school teacher and virtually afraid to check the oil. I have the o/t 69 VW van he bought new. When he was courtin Mom he had a Hudson Hornet. He said putting wax on the seat and a hard right would put her right where you wanted her to be. That was my Dads only car story. I cant see now. Hug your Dads.
This is the last thing my Mom and I got to do together. It will be mine someday as my stepdad is enjoying it now and hopefully for a really long time to come. I can't look at this car without seeing my mother sitting in it smiling. It's on the cover of the current T-bird restoration catalog now. Great car and even better memories.
My Dad was my hero. I lost him in 1994 ,its been 15 years now and its seems like only yesterday because I STILL have questions that I want to ask him everyday. I remember him working on cars with hacksaws.and files.Doing Frenched headlights on 55 Oldsmobile's and Pontiac's. I remember one time working on some old car and I had the job of pumping up the brakes so he could bleed them ,seemed like hours to me ,but I wouldn't quit because I was part of it... He could do anything he put his mind too. I love and respected him and still do, to this day. BBobb Sorry to hear about your POP........ Thanks for sharing and letting us share...
I lost my Dad just over 32 years ago. Still miss him a lot. Took me to my first Hot Rod show in 1970 and got me hooked. He was a mechanic and into English cars more than American/Australian. He had just started to teach me stuff when he passed away. Talk to your ol man whether he's into cars or not. They can teach you all sorts of stuff. Can't ask them when they're gone.... Thanks for sharing.
I lost my dad 46 years ago. He was a pro golfer. I worked at the two golf courses that he was the pro at and I had a lot of time to pass between shagging golf balls when he gave lessons. He wasn't really a car guy. He did love airplanes though. To pass some of the time at the course I began reading car magazines. Pretty soon local guys would see me reading an R&C or Car Craft or Drag Racing and stop by to chat about their own automotive dreams. That was fun. Like I said, my dad wasn't a big car guy but he wound up leading be to them. And for that I will always be grateful. PS: I still have all of those magazines and I still get a huge kick out of reading them.
I lost my dad at the tender age of 16. He owned a Sinclair station so I grew up around cars. His partner had a mid 50's corvette he raced. There were 5 kids in my family so no toys for my old man. He did buy a 1964 red Chevy short bed brand new. When I turned 16 in 1975 He gave it to me. We had it painted and I put spider caps and rings on the original red steelies. Didn't know how cool I was. I have been buying and playing with old cars every since. My son 13 and daughter 23 have the same old car bug as I do.
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