Old friends are a lot like old cars. Even if you don’t get to see them every day, spending time together can still be a blast. Take my pal Norm, for example. The two of us spent our teenage years drooling over hot rod magazines and tearing around the Cleveland suburbs in his Mom’s butter-yellow 1968 Impala coupe. And though we haven’t shared the same zip code for decades, our mutual enthusiasm for cool cars still keeps us connected. So when the folks at GM invited me to attend Detroit’s 12th annual Woodward Dream Cruise, Norm was the one guy I had to call.
By Alan Rider
Photo credit: Photographer