My Neighbor Gordy left his wife because she wanted him to give up his drivers license, claiming he almost ran my son over. My son says no, I stayed on my bike on the side of the road and waved as he went by, just like Gordy says. Don't know who's right or wrong, but I helped Dick H. load up his tool boxes and such and Dick loaded his 59 f100 resto-rat on a tow dolly for him and he split for Fla. where his daughter lives. He told me to watch by his trash can for whatever she might pitch that would be useful, and his advice was good. I'm havin' a hard time puttin' it all away in the garage, and tonight I helped my wife reupholster a chair with some pea green vinyl that she threw out along with a floor jack, parts washer, pullers wrenches, jig saw - you name it! I hope Gordy is doing better down there with his daughter and stays able to enjoy cruisin' his '59.