MEMORIES Community Group
Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind, Memories, sweetened thru the ages just like wine. Come here and remember,, the good times and the bad.
Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind, Memories, sweetened thru the ages just like wine. Come here and remember,, the good times and the bad.
The first family car we had was a Ford. Either a T or A. Now that was an adventure.
The most enjoyable item about that car was the windshield could be opened out to let the balmy breezes blow into the car. Free A.C.
It had to be cranked to start, the hood had to be covered in the winter to keep the engine from freezing? and it seemed my dad had to change a flat tire about every month or so.
Life is good.
Blessings