Steve’s baby

This Mustang at the Sequim Prairie Nights show last Saturday prompted lots of car related memories. Like most boys of his generation — ones who learned enough to rebuild and maintain cars — DH (my Dear Husband) had and loved a long procession of 1950s and 1960s cars, most of which he acquired for less than $100.

He had his favorites. And now he has his fantasies. If he were to win the lottery he wouldn’t buy a fancy new car. It would be one of several golden oldies. “What car would you have if you could?” he asks me. A 1966 Mustang comes to mind.

I know this 1966 Mustang. Over many years I’ve seen it in various stages of rejuvenation as my friend Marilyn’s husband has restored it. This was the first time I’ve seen it out and on show since it’s gotten finishing touches.

But I don’t think it would be for sale if we won the lottery. This is a love child, pure and simple.