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Like most guys in his era --he didn't talk much about himself --great listener and I guess my hero. Took care of us and anybody who needed help. WW2 Naval Aviator --Hellcats. never said much about the War except the ratio of women to men was outstanding before he went overseas.

So one day in the very early 80s -Dad and his buddy ED (WW2 tank driver ED) were working on Eds late 60s Impala. Seems they ran low on JD and after finishing headed out to restock the supply. I was invited to ride along as I had been helping out . Dad was shotgun -Ed drove -I was manning the rear bench.

We hit a light --and I guess a 1980? turbo Firebird pulled up -driven by a discoish lad of the era.
\The young guy took off rather aggressively from the light --- both gentlemen in the front seat grunted -made a note of it and as luck would have it caught him at the next light which entered a stretch of open road.

Ed stared straight ahead and as I recall my Dad sort of smirked at the guy next to us.
Light changed.
Turbo guy jumps out --from the back seat I could see what I think was his turbo light come on the in the dash or hood bulge.

Ed nails it and the old Impala reels the Bird in and my Dad waves at em.

Next light no eye contact and the bird is gone. The old guys are having a nice laugh. My Dad says to ED --I guess old guys rule !! and then says "old guys in Impala 427s at least".