Coming full circle...Part 2

And here we are…the dog days of summer.

While the Bass Monkey workshop has seen some light activity in the past week the Grease Monkey garage is still in full swing. Yesterday marked a milestone, for the first time in 17 years and three months I got to sit in the passenger seat for a ride in the Green Horsey.  It felt like a first date all over again…well almost…our real first date was on a cold, snowy February day. It’s also difficult to remember what it felt like 20 years ago on our wedding day to be stuffed in the front seat of the Mustang with my long, white wedding gown. I guess everything fit because it’s how we got from the reception to our home.
 

The new license plate was a birthday present for Lonnie. 

Needless to say Lonnie has continued to work on the Mustang and it is now “on the road again”. He has been driving it daily for a week back and forth to work. There were a few small kinks to work out with the fuel pump and speedometer sensor but all is working fine. It is funny to see him pull the car out of the garage in the morning and drive it to work. His smile has never been bigger going to work. I guess it’s the journey and not the destination that matters.

It’s funny what people observe and say about the car. One comment from a co-worker that really made us both laugh, they told Lonnie it really wasn’t his car. They know where we live and in 20 years they never saw that car parked in our drive way. We just laugh knowing we have pictures of our wedding day from 1992 plus Lonnie’s Mom kept the receipt from the purchase of the car on September 5^th, 1974. So not only does he have his first car, he still has the hand written agreement from the seller with it marked “Paid balance”.

 It really is his car…we have documented proof.

The original bill of sale marked PAID

So as the summer continues this Mustang has gone from a 16 year old boy’s daily driver to high school, to racing on the drag strip, a show car and now back to being a daily driver once again…coming full circle is the perfect title for his story.

I am starting to line up some project basses (in my head) for when Lonnie gets back in the workshop. That 1941 Epiphone B-5 is calling my name; I need to answer the call.

Take care all...enjoy the summer and make some joyful music.