"My father had a quirky sense of humor. With cars it meant a series of VW Bugs with Porsche engines, and eventually a V8 in the backseat which caught on fire. In later years he had an infatuation with Volvo wagons. I must say there was nothing more fun than smiling from the passenger seat as we pulled up to an Porsche or hot rod Chevy on the Post Road in Westport and watching the look on their faces as Pop smoked them to the next light. I remember it well, that boxy shape that stubby shifter,…"
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