When it was my turn, around 1982, I told my father I wanted a Mustang, but specifically an old one—not one of the 1970s Mustangs that were all over the place at that time. [Ford originally launched the Mustang for the public on April 17, 1964, at the New York World’s Fair.] When he brought this yellow car home, I was as excited as any 17-year-old kid getting his first car. I also liked the fact that the car was born the same year as I was: 1966.
I was the only kid driving a 1966 Mustang to North Warren Regional High School. Right away, I was shocked at the attention this car got, and how many strangers wanted to talk to me about it. People honked and waved, and it was a multigenerational thing—young and old. The first question a lot of people asked was which engine my car had in it, as there were options. Mine was a 200-cubic-inch six-cylinder engine, not the sexier 289-cubic-inch V-8.
I grew up in New Jersey, but we lived so close to the Pennsylvania border that our local newspaper was the Easton Express. We got the local Pennsylvania news. Where I lived, you celebrated the heavyweight champion Larry Holmes, because he was from Easton. But we also lived close to Allentown, which was where Lee Iacocca was from.
Iacocca was considered the “Father of the Mustang.” My parents often cut newspaper articles out about him for me, and I’ve read all his books. He went to Lehigh University, and while I wouldn’t say I went to Lehigh because of him, he certainly inspired me. I ended up graduating from Lehigh.
Forty years after I got my driver’s license, I still have my Mustang, and it still has the Lehigh University parking sticker in the window. In high school wood shop, I made a console for the car, and it’s still there, with a spot to put change that has tokens from the 1980s for the Delaware Water Gap Toll Bridge. After I graduated college, I met my wife, Karen, and some of her cassette tapes from those early days are still in the car—Elton John, Janet Jackson and others.
I had the car repainted a new coat of its original color, called Springtime Yellow. And I have since added a second 1966 Mustang that had belonged to my father—who first instilled in me and my siblings a love of cars and of Ford in particular.
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