There’s a Model T Ford in the family again for the first time in nearly 90 years. The one on the right was owned by my father, Reginald Carpenter, when he was courting my mother, Alvina Sullivan (seated behind the wheel). He had a four-door sedan, whereas the one I’m sitting in is the coup version. He spoke of the old car often, especially in his later years when he lived in my home.
Now my daughter-in-law, Lisa, has the Model T (shown above), that her father bought years ago and lovingly restored over the decades. I got to see and sit in the car this week. It appears to be in tip-top shape with the exception of a missing carburetor. And it’s green! Perfect for the Dogtown Parade.