We’re now in the after-celebration of Christmas. This week, between Christmas day and New Year’s Eve, always feels just a little empty.
If I lived in a warmer climate than Portland, I would be looking at classic car day trips. But here, with mixed rain and snow in the forecast, I think I’ll just let my classics rest.
It’s a good time to reflect on just what fun it has been to produce SCM these 34 years. I think of the countless friends I have made, the number of cars I have bought and sold, and the fascinating experiences I have had.
At my birthday dinner last week, daughter Alexandra regaled the table with stories about how she learned to push-start not one but several cars.
She recalled a time when she was on the Forest Grove Concours Motoring Tour, driving our 1967 GTV, and she heard an odd noise from the front left wheel. She pulled over and I pulled up next to her. I explained I was the keynote speaker at a concours dinner that night, called a flatbed for her, and drove off leaving her to wait for the tow.
Many more stories followed. She and my son Bradley agreed they would really prefer a “non-dad” car for everyday use. They have both learned that my cars, like all old cars, create their own adventures as they motor along.
SCM is at a great moment in its history. The magazine, at 200 pages per issue, has never been larger. It has never had more advertising, thanks to our ace salesman Darren Frank. The editorial team, under the direction of executive editor Jeff Sabatini, is putting together great compilations of auction reports and car profiles in every issue. Plus, our support staff keeps everything humming as we put out 12 issues, six guides, and 52 newsletters a year.
This is a good time to reflect on all the adventures that our old cars have brought to us, and all the adventures there are yet to come.
Happy New Year to everyone.