Hudsoneggroller

When I was a kid in Wausau, WI we lived in an old part of town off of an gravel alley. We had a big old gray wooden garage that used to be a repair shop. My Old Man drove a 1950 Ford F1 painted hugger orange with fiesta spinner caps (i still have them) with aluminum stacks, a v8 and a barrel of bondo. We could hear him coming for blocks. I loved my Old Man and that truck. That is how it started. I pulled that truck out of a 30 year slumber from the Northwoods of WI last Nov (17). That truck, along with my Model T pickup, are my main projects.