'68 Mustang Seafoam green with black landau top
My dad bought a 1968 289 V8 Mustang brand spankin' new. She became my favorite car in the world although he did not buy it for me. This was his racy little car, a departure from the Plymouth and Ford sedans he usually drove. She was sea foam green with a black Landau top, two-tone bucket seats in pearlescent colors Ford called Ivy Gold. She was fully equipped with A/C, AM/FM radio, white walls and chrome wheel caps with the Mustang emblem on them. She seated two comfortably in the front and two uncomfortably in the rear. I usually crammed three in the rear as none of my girlfriends had cars so we took turns driving our parents'. We once made the six hour drive to Mammoth with five girls in the car plus our skis and poles inside down the middle between the bucket seats and our luggage crammed into the trunk, listening to Wolfman Jack on XETRA radio out of Mexico.
Dad always told me he'd never give me a car but he eventually gave me the Mustang. It was many years later, 1974, before my final year of college. I needed a car and he wanted a new one so I lucked out big time. I kept this car until 1982 when I felt I had to sell it because I was putting over 500 miles p/w in sales in San Diego County. At this point, we'd had her restored and she was a beautiful yellow with a new black top, all back interior and chrome wire wheels...way more sporty than the original colors. Restoring a car not to original specs is a no no but I wanted something a little more sexy than seafoam green. She was on her third or fourth engine by then. We had the work done in South LA where alot of cars were restored, retro-fitted and such. They did her proud. Great interior, looked terrific.
Letting her go was painful but I did not want to risk the wear and tear of high mileage. I found a guy in his early twenties who was crazy about her and sold her for $3500, just $300 more than Dad originally paid. I've never forgotten her and I still gaze at Mustangs with wonder whenever I see a classic.
