My dad is a classic car fanatic...maybe that's not really fair since these classics were made back in "his day" and back then, they were the most modern. Now he looks at them like real art pieces, real classics. He talked a lot throughout my growing up years about getting the first car he ever owned, a 1950 Chevy, when he retired and it was wonderful when his dream became a reality. I was never sure how my mom actually felt about this, but it gave them new events to attend. She packs the water bottles and plenty of good food, and off they travel to different car shows. I think she likes picnics as much as I do...reminds us of happy times. My dad has done very well at many of these car shows, bringing home lots of trophies, (he even makes his own trophy cases!) but I know he would do this anyway, just to see all the other classic cars as well. Sometimes he's a participant and other times, he's one of the judges so he knows both sides of the competition very well and enjoys the different categories. He takes care of this classic car so well, always shining and ready for the next car show or next parade...his first "baby"...I was his last. Happy Father's Day.