See what God did there? Toldja!
Sing it, Wilson. [Read more...]
Views of a new Catholic in an old world on the joy and inexhaustible meaning found in the Faith
His name is Lee Iacocca. A scrappy, first generation, American Italian, kid who got started in the car business as an engineer (schooled at LeHigh University, and Princeton), he switched gears and became a car salesman to the fledgling dealer networks that had arisen to sate the automotive appetites of post-World War II America. Iacocca preferred people, to machinery, see? [Read more...]
The Ford Mustang, naturally. [Read more...]
It has been a week full of passings. We started off by losing Maurice Sendak, and we wind it up by losing Carroll Shelby, a gearhead of epic proportions. That’s him leaning on the legendary G.T. 350 Shelby Mustang, with a Shelby Cobra in the background for good measure. One of my colleagues at work broke the news to me gently today that Carroll had died of pneumonia on Thursday after an extended illness. I said a prayer for his soul immediately upon hearing this news, just like he was family. [Read more...]