Antique Chevy

This vehicle rumbled up our driveway this morning. The photo is of it leaving because I couldn't grab my camera in time to catch it on the way in. The old fellow who was driving it - either 84 or 87 years old depending on which day you asked The Husband about it - originally appeared here last week (not in this car) with a clock he wanted to see if The Husband could fix. It was his Mama's, he said, and it needed a key to wind it with. So The Husband got out his box of old keys and they pawed through it for a while. Eventually the fellow left, but left the clock so The Husband could keep looking for the key. Amazingly, or maybe not so amazingly given The Husband's packrat tendencies, he found a key that fit! So he wound the clock. But it didn't go. The old fella came back on Sunday, after church he said, and picked it up. The Husband apologized about it not working, but the fellow just gave it a shake - which he said he always had to do - and TICK TOCK!!! Perfect. Everyone involved was delighted.

So - this morning he came back, in this fancy old car, to show off the car to The Husband.