By Glenn Goodspeed
This stealthy-looking '67 belonging to Jack Cole caught my eye. Is that a carbon-fiber composite license light?
Robin Teague checks out the back as I snap the front. Different license plate on the front? What's this guy up to, anyway?
I guess John and Mary Jane Howes don't mind a grass stain on the front bumper of their pretty '59 544.
Here's the side view. You hardly ever see these cars in such original and unmolested condition. My girlfriend had one in 1973, and it was already trashed out.
Ted Sellers' '58 445 took best of show. It was not hard to see why. It couldn't have looked any better the day the first owner drove it off the dealer's lot.
If I were a teenager, I'd probably be thinking what a great place for some hanky-panky.
Somebody's clean Weber setup. Forgot to write down whose. There were no less than three Weber-aspirated cars at the meet.
Al Hewson (left) appears deep in thought. Could he possibly be listening to Pat Quadlander (right)? Casey Cole and Carolyn Sargent ponder less obviously. Al drove son Keith's black '70 1800 up from Waco. Pat arrived from Dallas with chilled knees from the newly-charged air conditioner in his red '70 in the background.