Last time we were in Buffalo I promised to take my Aunt Dorothy to show Wanda at an antique car show. She'd done so much work restoring her after Tim died, it seemed a shame not to show her off. (Ok, and I really love driving her; temperamental as she can be.)
So, Aunt D found a show and we booked some tickets; then Faedon and I set off on an adventure. 
This being our first show, there was much to learn. I'm not sure I got the best parking spot, but I was afraid if I got her in the grass and then couldn't start her back up, we'd have a heck of a time getting back out. The electrical on this little lady can also be a bit finicky; we lost the blinkers on the way there...
I found my favorite car.
Faedon found his.
All in all, a nice first showing. In my opinion, of course. Wanda didn't win anything, but that didn't tarnish the day for me, or a little boy who was just plain experiencing new things where daddy grew up. It was just awesome to take her for a breeze, as they say. 
And, as will happen, all was well until the boredom set in. 
Luckily daddy figured that might happen, so he packed the Nintendo and a soccer ball. 
Uncle Colin made for a great stand-in when my old legs got tired. 
I hope these memories will stay with Faedon for a long, long time. A simple lesson in how to spend a lovely Saturday afternoon.
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