Adios Muchachas
It must have caused an Indianapolis scandal that June morning in 1962 when my mom piled us into our Ford Woody station wagon with enough Cheese Nips to make it to the Mexican border and said Adios to her husband. I was only 13. It was a road trip that would make me a lifetime traveler.
Peig Meets Dame Gitane
The vehicular story of how my mother Peig graduated from buying an old Borden’s milk wagon to a vintage Volkswagen pop-up camper. All it needed was—an engine!