kamstilla wrote:.........but after driving my 53 Packard around and being stopped at every gas station, corner store, stop sign and even in my yard. I realized how special this car is. Not just because its an old car that still drives with the original motor but as a testament and reminder that the past (although seeming forgotten) is alive and well and is constantly wanting to be a part of our lives. I know now that the past lingers in the corners of our hearts. I can see it when i speak to people and listen to the many stories about their parents or an old neighbor who had or wanted a Packard. I see how the old feelings and memories fill their eyes while they look over the old car. My Packard is a visual time machine transporting them back to happier times and trivial forgotten moments that are like diamonds now that age has bleached them almost from memory.