As the year went by I watched a gradual transformation occur. Bit by bit my friend restored every inch of that car. As we faced final exams that year, my friend arrived in what had become a shining, rumbling, teenage automotive dream. It was as beautiful as the image he had described in the fall.
What I’ve learned from that experience is that the love comes first. That car looked like a disaster to me. He loved it, saw the possibilities ...Continue Reading →