Re: To what end?
I didn't know Lee Roy Hartung and I did not have the opportunity to tour his museum, so don't misunderstand this comment; it is not personally about Mr. Hartung and his happiness fix. I just know that the Model A stuff I've managed to accumulate and fill my garage and shed with releases endorphins in my brain that just make me smile. Nothing better than having Jan sit out there in the garage and talk to me while I move things around in my "collection." I am also sure that my selfless efforts have saved lots of good parts from the evil clutchs of those dasdardly horders.
As for heaven ... who is to say that there won't be a wonderful parade through the Pearlly Gates? And, just in case there will be, we should all keep our ahoooga horns oiled and our fenders polished! (Sort of like Matthew 22:1-14.)
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