Oh, indeed - and what a sad loss that is๐
I got interested in old cars when around 1960 a man pulled up to my father’s welding shop with a 1931 Cadillac Phaeton. I had never seen a car like that except in pictures. The car had a bent front bumper and the man wanted to know if my dad could fix it. My dad hesitated for a minute, but the challenge won him over. He had to cut the bumper and then bend both pieces back to shape and then weld it back together, grind the welds smooth, and sent it out to a friend’s shop to be re-chromed. The man was elated, paid my father and took us for a little ride. I was about as happy and proud of my father as a boy could be.