Imagine them as a brand new hot off the lot dream that somebody had 60 or 70 years ago. Imagine the love that likely went into the care and preservation of that gem. The washing, the waxing, the doting. But time goes by, and each year adds more scratches and bruises until one day there's nothing left of the greatness that was that car but the memory.
I'm too young to have been there to preserve them in their glory days...but they each tell a story today, in their own way. Do you have things that need to be photographed now to capture their stories and memories? Give me a call!