Like many, my first car in high school was a Mustang.
In May 2016, on a whim, I bought a 1966 Mustang through an online auction from a liquidation sale in Greensboro. Though a different year than my first car, it is the same color — red interior, white exterior. And it has that familiar smell.
I shipped my new old car up to my dad in Kentucky so he could work on it (and because I didn’t have anywhere to put it). My dad LOVED tinkering with it. He kept a detailed journal of everything he did. He said that working on that car was better for his 76-year-old body than any yoga class ever could be.
Then, in February 2017, my seemingly healthy dad died pretty suddenly of brain cancer. I am so grateful that he had the pleasure and purpose of that Mustang for what turned out to be the last few months of his life.
The Mustang is back in Durham now. I stored it in a friend’s garage until I could figure out what to do with it. That friend now needs his garage back, and, alas, the car won’t start. It’s not getting fuel into the carburetor. So, I need to have it towed to a mechanic who can fix it and then I would like to drive it to its new temporary storage home.
Does anyone know a good mechanic in Durham who could do what I think is a pretty simple fix?
I am planning to come to the January 12 meeting and am looking forward to meeting all of you.