Freida's engine died mere weeks after her rendezvous with a deer, in the early Spring of 1997. She was abandoned on 01Melcher's farm with only the most vague plans for revival.
Even with her problems, the same car today would be well worth the time and attention of a restoration, at least to daily driver status. Unfortunately at the time I was in no position to put either body or engine work on my plate--let alone both--and so time and climate have taken their toll.
And what a toll it has been over these eleven years:
That tree fell over in the last year or so. On my last trip there I managed to get most of the stuff worth getting off the poor gal (and make the video). She's completely at the mercy of the weather at this point. And since she's missing some windows now, well, it's kind of sad to think about.
3 comments:
poor Freida! My grandmother had the distinction of sharing the same first name.
Were you apologizing to the car? So sad. I remember you picking me up from work at the newspaper right after hubs & I got married. Sniff....
exotic-It's a great name, isn't it?
NK-Yes, I was apologizing to the car.
Alright,
whc03grady.
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