I’m talking to the grand-boy last night about cars. Because that’s what I like to talk to the grand-boy about, cars and dinosaurs.

I was showing him a picture of a 1963 split window Corvette, and telling him all about it, and how I rode in one once when I was about his age. We were talking about mouse motors and big blocks and all kinds of really important stuff like that. I said to him, “I bet someday you’d like to have a Corvette like that.“

He said to me, “Why would I? We are Mustang guys.”

And the Grinch’s heart grew three sizes that day…