I grew up the daughter of a mechanic, and both of my parents enjoyed cars. So its not a surprise that I love them as well. Growing up it was normal to see a car in my Dad’s garage in various states of repair. One of these cars was a 1929 Model A that he had since he was 18, and restored while I was growing up.
This car was a big part of my childhood, and it was only natural to use it to travel to the church for my wedding. Then other family members used it, and it became a tradition.
A few years ago my Dad sold it to a family member. He had not been using it much, and we thought our cousin would enjoy it, which he did. Sadly our cousin Ray passed away a few months ago, and my Dad decided to purchase it back. While it was gone, I continued to paint it, and you probably saw it in many paintings. I missed it, and the sight of it always made me think of happy memories. So imagine my happiness seeing it return to my Dad’s garage, and see my Dad and son tinkering on it.
I am excited to also say that another family member is using it in a wedding, so it has come home just in time! The tradition continues and in May this reliable Ford will be reassuming its duties once again! Taking the bride to the church, and making more memories for the next generation of our family.