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68 Formua-S fastback clone 367/A833/GVod/3.55s
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Your son is gonna graduate in about two years. He could be married and a father, in three or four. As soon as he gets serious about girls, which could be any second now, his Mum will be on the back burner; that's just the way it goes.Im new here, a client of mine told me she is selling her late husbands 1969 Barracuda. body done, it runs and interior need to be finished. All parts are there.
Her husband suddenly past and she knows nothing about it. Im thinking great project for my son(16) and my self(mom)
Any advise would be so helpful
$12,000CAN
Depending on your family status, your Mother/Son project could still be on jackstands.
Now, if you have a dream of driving a classic Mopar, that's one thing. But to want to spend this much time with your son at this stage in his tumultuous life,
may be a different dream of yours,
and
not his dream at all..
IMO
You need to prepare yourself for this eventuality.
If there is no Father in your son's life, IMO, you need to prepare yourself financially to help your son transition to independent living.
Just to compare notes;
Some twenty-plus years ago, I had three teenagers at home two daughters and a young lad, all about two years apart. There was a time I didn't a have a spare nickel. We even budgeted our family allowance, which at that time, was a mere pittance.
My car was purchased, complete, in 78 for something like $350. But I couldn't start on it until the mid 90s, and she was five years in the making. Besides body-work, being a mechanic, I did all the work, and took odd jobs to buy parts. We couldn't afford beer or smokes, nor eating out. Juggling life, was tough .
After it was built, and a running/driving car it was still another four years before it could be called "done".
But when I started the project, my boy was only twelve...... and it soon became apparent, that he was not interested in working on cars.
Now, he has three young kiddies of his own, the eldest of which is seven .... and then
I got old(70), and recently semi-retired(two months), and now I got time (about 19/20 hours a day cuz I can't sleep).
Life is like slowly eating a box of chocolates; almost every bite is delicious, sometimes sweet, sometimes fruity, sometimes nuts, Sometimes you get to share the box, but in the end, there are only so many in the box, and the last of them are all likely to taste like coffee, and you can't even give those away ...........