Kathy Pickering’s 1969 Shelby GT 350 |
In 1982 I felt very overwhelmed. I was a Stay-at-Home Mom with four kids, ages 2 to 7, plus a stepson age 17. I told my husband, Richard, I had a dream of him and I cruising down Highway 1 in a cute little sports car. About three weeks later a big flatbed truck pulled into our driveway carrying a nice black car. My husband runs in from the backyard yelling, “It’s here, it’s here!” He grabbed my hand and we headed for the front yard. There was a man with a clipboard that said, “Sign here.” Richard signed and asked me what I thought. “About what?” was my answer. Richard said, “About your cute lit-tle sports car I bought you.” I looked at the black car, then back at my husband. I was thinking, “That’s not the sports car I was hoping for.” Richard was so sweet and thoughtful, I just said, “Thank you.” |