I miss my Dad this time of year.
He was elbow-deep in a 1969 XKE restoration in the photo below. This is how I remember him most clearly, amid his steel and machines and Stroh's cans. Given a little help from yours truly, Dad was also the sort of guy who understood the importance of Christmas lights on a lawnmower, which is the subject of my column this week.
This next photo is circa 1980. Mom and Dad are displaying Dad's 1949 Willy's Jeep before restoration:
Dad and the Goat with a few other Beer Guys in the same jeep after restoration, circa 1991:
Dad and one of his Gravelys, circa 1999:
Wish you were here, Dad.