Photo Credit: Jon Matthies

My very first car was a creme colored four door 1966 Ford Falcon. I had to trade my 10 speed for it in 1976 and my younger sister Julie got to keep my 10 speed (which I loved). The Falcon used to squeak going down the road...only had an am radio. I turned 16 in the summer and it seems the windows were always down and the sun was always shinning. I remember my family driving in a station wagon from Livonia to Cedar Point and me following behind in my Falcon. My tall boyfriend Pat was driving and at some point during the trip he put his foot on the brake and the whole front of the front seat detached from the floor and we went backward into the backseat. We laughed and had to drive it very carefully the rest of the trip! A good story to this day.

Tami