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Friday Afternoon, September 9
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It was a beautiful afternoon as we traveled home from the visitation for a friend’s father who had died several days earlier.
We didn’t think much about it when we saw an old car heading toward us as we approached a village near our house.
Then we saw another, then another. There were probably two dozen. I was so fascinated that I didn’t think about taking photos until there were only seven left in the parade.
If they were heading to a special show, they certainly had a nice afternoon.
All Pontiac,s I was always a Pontiac man, my first and second cars. My dad and Cerwins got new ones in 1948 when we were neighbors.
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