Dad came home from the San Jose flea market with parts to a 1928 Model T roadster. He asked Don, who was about 17 years old, to help him construct the car from the pieces. It took them a couple years to rebuild the car. It was bright red. Don loved to drive friends and visitors around in the car. Everyone oohed and awwed over it and pointed to it when our family drove around in it. I wonder where that Model T is now?