Thanks y'all!
It seems like so long ago, but one of my earliest memories is of riding in the cubby hole in dad's '64 'Vette...the cubby hole wasn't very big, so I couldn't have been very old. He and mom would come visit my grandparents, and I can remember that car bobbin' & weavin' through the hills & curves here in the Ozark Mountains. The cool vertical Am/Fm radio just above the chrome shifter, the wind noise, the sound of the pipes as dad would go through the gears...seems like just yesterday...wow.
These days I'd probably get the electric chair if I got caught with 1 of my kids riding in there!
