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Originally Posted by RLEbird

Every old car seeems to have a good story to go with it. Mine is no exception. The last thing the seller told me before I drove the car home from Detroit in January 2004 was that the heater wasn't working. It was 36 degrees and falling. I had to stop in Lima, Ohio for the night because of a major ice storm. The next morning I found that the driver's door lock was broken when I couldn't get in. The passenger side had a newer style lock which I didn't have a key for. I finally pulled into the garage at home, changed clothes and took off for a follow-up visit to a doctor that had done some tests on me the week before. He informed me that I had an advanced form of liver disease (called PSC for short) that would require that I get a liver transplant in the not too distant future. Six months later, a doctor at University of Cincinnati hospital found cancer in my bile duct and I was referred to the Mayo Clinic in Minnesota. While there, I went through radiation, chemo, and in Sept. 2005, a liver transplant. During my illness and convelescence, I worked on repainting emblems, polishing stainless trim etc. And I read tons of car magazines and books. I learned how to weld, bodywork, paint, interior trim. The attached pic was taken earlier this year

You sound fortunate to be alive! I'd like to see more pics of your car. I think it's great that you found the energy to learn and work on it while you were getting well. I'm up the road in Kettering btw.

John