It's my greatest hope to restore both vehicles back to factory specifications. Both cars are matching numbers with documentation, so I want to keep them original with the exception of changing out the braking system.
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This subject is about 2 barn finds that I think might be of interest. I was born on March 10, 1956 in Los Angeles, California. When I was a kid growing up in South Los Angeles (Watts), I always admired cars. Markedly, and because of this admiration, I took a liking to cars at a very young age. Moreover, I was fascinated with how cars made their way across the road and was rivetted by what made them move. It was the motion of a vehicle which intrigued me the most. I was spellbound because something made it move and I was eager to find out why. When my mother drove her vehicle into the Chevron station at Central Avenue & Manchester Ave, she would greet the attendant named “AL.” Yes! There was a time when service stations had large glass windows and you could actually see an attendant get up from a spring-loaded chair and walk out to your vehicle and provide customer service. My mother would exchange greetings with AL and then yell out the window, “Filler up with Ethyl!” While sitting in the back seat of the car you could smell gasoline being pumped into the filler neck of the fuel tank. AL would then pop the hood on my mother’s 1956 Pontiac Star Chief (Red & White color scheme) and check the engine fluids and clean the windows. Back then oil was cheap and if engine oil was low, AL would retrieve a glass quart of oil from a display rack adjacent to the pumps and level off any oil deficiencies. Eventually, I discovered that engines propelled cars across the highway. The years would pass and by 1969 I would be 13 years old. My family and I continued living in Watts. I didn’t know what the future held for me in life, but one thing was certain, I would be sitting on the front porch listening to Jimmy Hendricks (Along the Watchtower) and watching LAPD pass through our town and residential streets driving 1969 Plymouth Belvederes. Those cars were essentially 4 door Roadrunners. Those police vehicles were an outright street beast. But that’s not what made me fall in love with MOPAR. It was when my cousin Lawrence Fuzee returned home from Vietnam and purchased a brand new 1969 Dodge Charger with a 383 Magnum engine & 727 Torque Flight Transmission. He took me for a ride in his new car. Man! What a thrill ride that was. Hence, from 1969 thru 1971 I would follow Dodge and Plymouth and their productions of street machines. I said to myself, “one day I’m going to own one of those cars.” But like with most people, time and money stood in the way. Growing up in an indigent community wasn’t easy. Again, the years would pass and Jimmy Hendricks words became surreal: “There must be some way out of here said the joker to the thief. There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.” So! By September 8, 1981, I joined the very police department which patrolled our neighborhood in those 1969 Plymouth Belvederes: The Los Angeles Police Department. As a result of stable employment, the money began coming in and my dream of owing one of those cars was becoming a reality. Markedly, by 1992, I would purchase my first MOPAR. It is a 1970 Dodge Charger R/T. I purchased the car in Indio, California from Todd A. Brewer. Todd sold the vehicle because he was on his way to college. The second vehicle I purchased is a 1969 Plymouth Roadrunner. I spotted the Roadrunner on a fluke sitting in a driveway of a residential home. The Bible say’s “knock and the door will open; seek and ye shall find.” And so, I did. I purchased the RR from Walter Martinez of San Dimas, California. I trailered both vehicles home and parked them. I was working various assignments within the LAPD and my time was limited. My intentions were to restore the vehicles when time became available. Unfortunately, life would present various obstacles and effectively disrupt my plans for a complete restoration. Both vehicles sat stored in my mothers’ garage from 1992 until present. Upon my retirement and after 35-years of service with the LAPD, I left Southern California for Northern California. Upon purchasing a home and building a 2400 Sq Ft. building, I’m ready to get underway with the restoration process. Both vehicles are matching numbers with original production sheets and vehicle brochures. In August 2020 during the Covid19 pandemic, I was able to bring both vehicles home.
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