during an early morning nostalgic telephone conversation with a friend......'Cars' came up.......I remembered the old Hudson that my Grandfather drove......and the time that he un-garaged it to go to the State-Owned liquor store to 'get a drink'.....because he was 'not feeling so-well'......His body was discovered, slumped over the steering wheel, outside the Booze Shop.....His daughters, thinking old car was worthless, gave it away......Recently, one...like his.....was sold for over $60K......I'm rethinking 'selling my old cars'......that are, now, older than his 'old' Hudson was, then.....