Ken’s Packard

As I was headed out of the bakery towards home, I saw this car and a fellow bakery patron was headed towards it. I asked if that was his yellow beauty and he said that it was. I asked if I could take a picture; he said that I could.

I asked if he was from around here and he said that he was. He said that I should get a picture of the dashboard.

I did.

He asked if I was a local, I said yes, a Close, my unce had the body shop in Odell. He said that he had known him. He mentioned Eileen Close. I said she was my great aunt. His sisters had run with her when they all worked at the restaurant on the curve.