Twelve years since I found this marvel called The H.A.M.B. Time to say what needs to be said. The desire to be a rodder showed up in the mid 1950s. I had an apprenticeship ( side job ) in Uncle's gas station ending in '68. My neighbor, a s**** dealer used to drop off a handful of car mags each Friday. School was wasted on me. The street was my mentor. The folks didn't seem to mind. From grade 8, I was contributing to the house bills. In short order I went through a number of wonderful cars, that any of us would love to have now. The second Gulf service job I held, they contracted me to Chevy-fy a Jaguar. That's it for fab-work. The next 2 years I perfected my Tow Trucking skills. Then I got the call to go to Europe ( as a tourist ) There I learned to Love the USA. To speed this up,, 4 careers, 3 marriages, and then 20 years piloting long haul tractor-trailers. Every car I got, Tweaked some way or other. While dreaming about the A Coupe that I had bought the week I got walking papers from High School. Always a dream, but a good way to find sleep after 20 hour days. Working was shut down by leukemia. Retirement instead of making the dream, has been eight years of one malady, then another. Through all of it H.A.M.B. ( and all you guys ) has made the lack of life control, bearable. With proper meds its a new day. I know, 'pictures or it didn't happen'. Promise to quit being a clown. Must go slow, but I shall. Thanks for your time.
Thanks for opening up about your life, Tom. I'm certain that I'm not the only one who wishes you all the best as you continue to navigate all of the hurdles that life has thrown in front of you. Keep pushing forward...........Don in nearby Maryland.
Tom, not just a new day but according to your profile " HAPPY BIRTHDAY " So wash those meds down with some cake and maybe a beer. . Cheers. Don,t forget the pics ,
Welcome to HAMB. I am a 2x breast cancer survivor. But I am still here. I was told if I didn’t go through chemo I would be dead in 6 months. I refused chemo and that was 32 years ago. I’m glad you are here. Nothing wrong with one day at a time.
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