Oh dear God, have mercy. The love of my life, my reason for living, my dear sweet loving wife Sandy...who stuck with me through all the good and bad for 27 years, and continued to believe in me in spite of everything...and who did so much to encourage and support my interest in vintage cars and hot rods...(and who's enjoyed them as much as I have) died suddenly and unexpectedly at our home on Monday evening. She was alone. I was way out back in the barn/shop finishing some work on my off-topic pu truck. I walked back to the house after about an hour to check on her, because I couldn't reach her on the phone. The horror of finding her lifeless still lingers, and I know that much grief is still ahead for me. We had no children, so I'm alone now. I doubt that you guys will see me around here much for quite a while. I've got an extremely big adjustment to make, and much to attend to that has nothing at all to do with old cars. I want you all to know, that Sandy thoroughly enjoyed sometimes sitting in with me on the Hamb, witnessing the antics, and she understood the kind of community and comradery we share here. I thank all of you for allowing me to be part of that. I can't believe it...it seems so unreal, like a terrible nightmare. I'm so sad and devastated. I don't know what I'll do without her. Here's my dear Sandy back when I first met her. Is there any wonder why I fell so in love with her? Her heart was even more beautiful than her appearence. I swear to God...she was the most loving, giving, forgiving, outgoing, encouraging, sweet, kind, caring, comforting, selfless woman I've ever met. She knew the meaning and importance of practicing the art of giving of herself. She had a knack for looking for and recognizing an individual's particular need, and helping to fulfill that need. I've seen her do the nicest things for complete strangers. And I was lucky enough to be the main object of her affection...though I doubt that I deserved to be. She had a wonderful sense of humor, and a genuine love for our creator. She rarely took credit for all the good she did. She'd always say, "To God goes the glory...I'm just a vessle of his love." I'm sobbing. I'd like to thank Danny (HOTRODPRIMER) for being so kind by having the auction for the Deuce grill shell to help pay for Sandy's marker. Also to everyone who's sent donations, PMs, and posted such comforting words of support. Thank you. God bless you all.