[Ray in La Mesa]

My addiction to Model A's started before I even new it or had a chance to think about it. I was 5 or 6 when I was awakened every morning to the sound of a Model A idling. Our next door neighbor was an old Italian fellow who grew flowers & fruit so sell at the Los Angeles flower market and every morning about 4:30 AM he would load up his '29 A delivery to haul his produce to market. This went on for 4 or 5 years till he traded in his A for a new '54 Ford Ranch Wagon to do the duty. Since then I haven't been able to get A's out of my system. Dad had a '28 chevy roadster pickup to haul stuff to the dump and that reinforced the addiction and now I still have my '28 FORD A roadster pickup plus other A's.