Everyone has a dream —to retire wealthy, to meet someone famous, to spend the summer backpacking across Europe…  I could go on and on.  Some of these dreams are realistic whileothers are more for our fantasies.  My husband is not unlike everyone else; he has a dream.  His dream is to build a 1933 Plymouth Coupe from the ground up.  I’m not really sure how this dream came about.  It has been his dream longer than we have been together.  In fact, before we ever met, he had started working on his dream by purchasing the frame and body from a  man in Georgetown, Indiana.

From hearing him talk, he worked on the frame here and there through the years.  In my mind this is considered “tinkering”, but say that around him and he gets quite offended.  (Anyway, this is my blog so we will use my terminology –LOL). …