How could I not love Mustangs? My dad bought a new '67 notchback w/ the 289 HP and the first Firestone "Wide Ovals" that I'd ever seen. They had thin red stripes on sidewalls. It was late '66, it was the first *fun car* that he'd ever owned and it made us a 2-car family which was an indication of making it in America. He was 34 years old and finally making enough $$ to buy something fun along with feeding four small children and paying mortgage, etc. I was a 7 y.o. car nut who read every car mag and I savored rides in that car on weekends. I cried when we sold it, to a family friend that I still see in MN. I was watching out the window as it drove away. It was 1970 and the car was already starting to rust visibly.
This was taken after my Catholic confirmation, w/ confirmation name pinned on my blazer:
