That cold, clear, spring water

I got my desire to take drives from my dad who used to take us for rides all the time.

He had an old car from the mid 30’s. I remember when my dad got his first new car, it was in the early 40’s before all effort turned to making things for World War II.

The local Ford dealer drove up with a new car, came to the door and handed Dad the keys. He told him to drive it and, if he liked it, to come dow...