Little Joe and I had a great night at Greenfield Village...I packed a wonderful picnic lunch for us (
PBJ and
pringles)...and we went to Greenfield Village for the Antique Car Show. When we got there, we found a great spot near City Hall, laid out a blanket, and
enjoyed the parade of Model Ts and Model As and a billion other cool old cars.
It was one of those great memories that I'll probably remember 20 years from now and think fondly how Joseph told me that he wanted to drive a Model T when he turned 16...and the car historian
informed him that a Model A was a better choice. (If you had asked me 5 years ago if I would have been discussing the ramifications of which antique car would have a better
maintenance schedule) Ugh.
It was one of those great memories that I'll probably remember 20 years from now and think fondly how Joseph told me that he wanted to drive a Model T when he turned 16...and the car historian informed him that a Model A was a better choice. (If you had asked me 5 years ago if I would have been discussing the ramifications of which antique car would have a better maintenance schedule) Ugh.
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