This Weekend's Question: Your First Street Car  

I remember like it was yesterday. Sitting in class, Junior year, at Red Bank Catholic, 1979, and over the loud speaker, "Kevin Eyres, report to the office" Oh shit, what now? My Father was sitting there with the Monsignor, of course they were friends, because my father donated a car to him to get me in school.

We went right to the local Chevy dealer and he said "pick whatever you want." He was in the car business and was'nt going to let his son drive some used car! (I really appreciate it now). I picked out a Luv pickup truck. Luckily he said "NO way".  So a 1980 Chevy short bed was the next choice. Boughti it and right to the local truck center for a lift kit, wheels/tires, roll bar, push bar, and lights. Thanks Dad, because like Joe, the cool meter went way up. Derfinitely had the nicest pick up truck in school, at a Catholic school, it was the ONLY pick up in school. When you look like Howdy Doody, it really helped with the girls!