[bbbentley]

I wish I could have that kind of bond or connection with my dad. My dad never worked on a car and berated me mercilessly when I showed an interest. He would tell me only dumb people work on their own cars, smart folks have others do the "dirty" work. Dad would never offer me a car he had that I liked, like our '64 Electra 225 vert. He would not help me finance some of the cool finds I wanted, either. No fond memories. Dad would not let me drive his cars either...said he did not trust me and I would tear it up. He would not let me service his cars either...you guessed, he did not trust my work. Dad never accepted or understood me or my passion to work on stuff. He is gone now. I try to do all I can for my son and daughters. My son goes to the drags with me. I never get rid of anything and I know I should, but if the kids show an interest, it (cars,etc) is there for them.