I’ll Build it Someday

few weeks ago, while on a walk with my daughter in my neighborhood, I caught a glimpse of a rounded metal roof peeking out from behind a fence. I stood up tall to look over and saw a ’56 Chevy 2-door post.

Half-consumed by blackberry bushes, it sat with its ’70s-era white-letter radials sunk into the dirt, its headliner draping down over its seats, and its front bumper tossed on Read More