April 9, 2015. We are so excited to announce that Liam has done all the work, and been supported along the way by family and friends and great Scout troop, to receive his Eagle Scout. Liam is in Troop 55 which is graciously housed out of St. John the Divine.
This is a big year for Liam. He graduated from Carnegie Vanguard High School and heads off to University of North Texas.
This was a fun car. Hugger Orange, strong 350 motor, two speed PowerGlide. This is after a wreck on the Gulf freeway caused by a guy in a Porsche cutting a woman off who then lost control. Trashed the front-end. The rusted one is a car I bought to cannibalize. Don’t recall what I did with it when done… These pictures were taken in the late 80s.
And, man, yeah, check out those OP shorts… wow.
This was a 1971 Camaro with a tight LT-1 350ci, Turbo 350 engine. Had been damaged when the guy drove it into a ditch. My mother bought and this is the result of many new body parts and nice Midnight Black catalyzed enamel paint job. It was wet sanded and painted 3 times. No orange peel – slick as glass.
I loved this car. Especially after the rebuild. These pictures were taken around 1985.
It was a 1980 anemic 305 Corvette (still plenty of fun) that I put a rebuilt 350ci motor in. Built the motor to the old LT-1 specs using a 4 bolt main truck block in my garage on some cold winter nights in Abilene, TX while stationed there. Used a Holley carb and Edelbrock manifold and cam. I kept the original ‘Vette exhaust as it sounded nice and rich. Was great fun to drive and race.
The brown body color images are before the new paint job, which was Porsche Guards Red. The body was very straight after all the work filling the low spots. Had to sell it due to divorce… someone must of had some fun with it. Wonder where it is today? Probably in a junk yard.
This is a cautionary tale post. My hope is someone, somewhere will learn from this. Pilots also suffer from this disease… it is called Get-Homeitus… Get-Homeitus is a killer. We make poor decisions when we are afflicted with it. We do it when we are tired, worried will be missed or miss some event, etc. This has happened to most of us, we just got lucky. Actually, he got lucky too.
I have a colleague whose son was out late with friends. He was just a tired young man driving home in the early morning hours. He was on the highway, very close to home, when he just dozed off. He woke just before reaching a barrier, swerved and rolled the truck. The cab was crushed onto his hand, pinning it to the steering wheel. Luckily, no tendons were damaged and the would will just have to “heal” for the most part as it could not be easily stitched. The pictures tell the rest of the story.