I'm sure years ago we all experienced the "old" kool guy that use to drive a hot rod. Almost fifty years ago, I was raised in a town of less than 800 people. We had a guy in town that always seemed to drive his Ford all of the time and any where. He wasn't going to a rod run or a cruise night it was just everyday driving. I saw him driving to work, going to church, local school events and at the local hardware store. Like most boys I was always riding my bike, it was kool to see this guy driving his hot rod. Every time that I would see him, I would switch from being Evil Knievel to pretending I was driving a Hot Rod. He drove a '41 Ford coupe at one time was painted a medium blue. Sadly over the years it had faded. I don't remember ever seeing it clean. It had dirty aluminum slots, big tires in the back that stood out just a little, with the front tires tucked in the fenders. Wasn't real loud just a kool evil rumble that complimented the aggressive rake. Now I know why it was always dirty, he was probably concentrating on just keeping it going. The Coupe was all business. It was the highlight of my day when I would see it rolling around town. Last night when I was driving my '39 to get gas for my lawn mower. I drove by two young boys riding bikes that waved tentatively. It was kool to see young kids acknowledge the sedan. As I was driving home it made me think back of the guy that I use to see in the '41 Ford. We need to be aware of who is watching us. Hopefully we will inspire some one to drive their own hot rod. Who knows, some day we might even be that "old' kool guy driving through town.