The Fourth of July passed last week without much news or excitement, but midweek holidays seem sort of crammed. Next year we can have a four-day event and folks will not be coming and going in such haste. My son Curt was here for his 35th high school reunion. The cocktails on the Judge, then the roast pig at the Legion were well executed and he enjoyed seeing some of his old pals.
While in Connecticut in June, I visited a boyhood friend who always summered at a family home on Weekapaug Beach. He moved away from the beach and built a fine new home on top of a knob. Now you can see Block Island out his window.
Last winter, my son Curt sent me a copy of the Providence Journal that had a big piece about my friend’s antique cars. This year I asked to see his collection and was amazed by the early Thunderbirds and other classic Fords. This specially vented garage has room to store six cars in such a fashion that you can just drive any one of them out the door. He tries to drive every car at least two times a month.
I happened to mention that my nephew drove an old Saab across the country from California and parked it in my sister’s garage about 25 years ago. I told him that I thought it was a three cylinder, two-cycle model. He started to almost drool on the floor and said that he had owned three of these Saabs and would really like to restore one for the sixth bay in the old car garage. It turns out that the current car is about the same appearance as the two-cycle, but newer, with a four-cycle engine.
My nephew is overjoyed that someone will restore it, and the car is going to be dragged out of the garage and loaded onto a trailer on July 20. The car is the anchor of the garage accumulation and if it goes as planned, everyone will begin to deal with the rest of the collection in there.