Schukov: A ride down memory lane

The other day, I saw a black 1963 Pontiac Parisienne cruise by me. I thought I had seen a ghost. It was a copy of my father’s first car, and the one he gave me when I graduated from McGill University in 1975. I half expected to see my Dad inside it but sadly he had passed away in 1986 and now I only stood and stared at this incredible rolling memory.
Ask any guy about his all-time favourite car, and he will probably say something about his first set of wheels. It might have been given to h