My first car! The year was 1992...

I was 15, all I wanted was this 1951 Chevy. My uncle Richie was down to help. Cousin Jimmy cut a straight path across the field so we could get to it and possibly get it out. Long story short... The car needed everything, I had nothing, I moved to CA with my dad, the car got stolen off the farm (by metal bandits?), my little cousins in the pictures grew up and have kids of their own, Richie's arms are now completely sleeved, his beard's a foot longer, I still have an obsession with getting cars that need more work than I am willing to do. Whatever, I'll always have that to work on at least...

It actually doesn't look as bad as I recall, ha ha!