I first saw this 1928 Coupe when I was 16 years old, in 1975. I am now 54!(2014). It was parked in an old shed. 

I asked the “old” man if it was for sale,” No it’s not he said, well can I go look at it I asked? Sure, he said. I wanted that car so bad. Years went by and I never forgot about it. Driving by on occasion over the years I would swing in and ask if it was for sale. I could see it still setting in that shed.The answer was always no. One day in the summer of 2009 I decided to drive over there again to see if it was still there and if so I figured it would be the last time I went.. I panicked as I saw how grown up with weeds the place had gotten and all the old “junk” was gone. I assumed the old man had Passed. And he did. But his Widow was still there. When I pulled into the drive I could see the old thing was still setting in that shed. Untouched and never moved. The tires had rotted off of it…

 My heart skipped a few beats, The senior lady, in her 90’s  was hesitant to open the door and was quite “grumpy”. I asked if the car was for sale. She said “what car” and was annoyed, but after a smile or two from me she was standing on the porch gabbing away. Eventually taking me out to the shed to look at it. It was not for sale, she told me her son was going to “fix it up” and keep it. She told me her husband had restored it in the early 60’s and took their kids to the town Christmas Parade in 1963. While there someone ran into the front drivers side fender, Smashing it in. He was so mad and upset he drove it home, into the shed, parked it and NEVER drove it again. It sat as found since 1963, for 47 years in the shed. Mice, Dirt Dobbers and time took it’s toll on her…..
After an hour of conversation she took my name, address & number and a Bag of Horehound candy(I keep in the glove box) she uses it to make old fashioned cough syrup with(and a dash of whiskey) she said with a grin. I left knowing I would not hear from her. Glad I had stopped in again and got to visit with her. 3 weeks later I got a letter in the mail with the cough syrup recipe and her phone number saying she thinks she wants to sell me the car. The son decided he did not want to fool with it. Believe me, I Wasted NO time in ringing her number. I bought the old car over the phone. I was one happy Man! Went the following weekend to pick it up.

After 47 yrs of setting, new plugs, a new belt, hoses and a slight tune up had this ole Gal rollin’ down the road again.

 Fun times! After a lot of clean up.

And some new floor pans!

Drivers door when we pulled off the panel.

Gave her a bath.

Got 4 new tires.

 I take it to cars shows, cruise in's and just get out for a road trip in her. Runs like a dream. 

At a cruise in, the Mod A sedan behind me belongs to my Brother.

 I am often asked by people who flag us down or swing in to chit chat while we are getting gas.....when are you going to paint it? I always laugh and say "never going to paint it".. it took her 80 plus yrs to look like this  Everyone has a shiny one. AAHHHOOOOGGAAA”