Studebaker Dude

I was not a hero volunteering to serve my country. Back then, we had the draft and every young man that turned 18 years old had to sign up, like it or not.

Some of these AI car images are so good, I don't know if it's real or not. Is there a day coming where these images may be passed off as the real deal in the future? That's a scary thought.

Early Fords were good cars, but primitive technology and subject to breakdowns. Believe it or not, Henry Ford's response was to publish joke books about problems with his cars.

After last week's successful story on the Tucker and it's similarities to a Bullet Nose Studebaker, here's a follow-up that better explains the differences.

In the 1980s, there was a movie that came out about the famous Tucker automobiles. If you watch carefully, there's a little something off about one of those cars...

We lost another entertainer that played a significant role in the formative years of my mid-twenties. When I first heard of Martin Mull, he was an offbeat funnyman, a musician, and singer songwriter.

About 4 days ago, I plucked another dadgum tick off my leg. I hate those little punks! It's prompted me to come up with my own name for the extreme itchiness I'm having...

Out of our 14 grandchildren, Sydney is the first one to get married. She also, like her grandfather, owns a Studebaker.

June has a lot to celebrate—it was 24 years ago that I married my soulmate, it's also Father's Day, and it's my birthday—and hitting 73 is, for some reason, freaking me out.

Last week, someone posted the question “if you could only listen to one song for the rest of your life, what would it be?” Yes, that one got under my skin.