A Long Time Coming

My love for cars developed during my high school years while working at a local Mobil gas station in Festus, Missouri. I met my wife, Maggie, when we were seniors in high school in 1965 – she always said she loved my cars as much as she loved me. During this time I owned a 1954 Chevrolet Bel Air Deluxe, 6-cylinder, 3-speed on the column, 2-door hardtop. I traded that car for a 1962 Chevy Impala convertible – 283, 3-speed on the column, white with red interior. What a beauty; I kept it immaculate, shiny, and running like a top.