Chasing Classic Cars

I just finished watching an episode of "Chasing Classic Cars" on Velocity.  The show is really just about a man who loves all kinds of classic cars, especially Ferraris.  He makes a living buying and selling rare vehicles, and acting as a broker for people who want to do the same.  It is a good living, but what makes this guy so special is that he truly loves cars.  It is his passion, and it shows. 

Tonight's episode focused on a 1955 AC Ace.  That's okay; I hadn't heard of it either.  It's British, and it cost about USD$2700 new.  The episode would have been just fine if our main guy was buying it, selling it, auctioning it off... but what made this episode something to write about is the fact that our guy was restoring it on behalf of a son.  The son was buying it for his father because this was his father's car.  Not the same model that his dad owned; this was the car his father ordered new in Jan. 1955.  His father raced the car for that year, winning 5 races before he blew the engine and couldn't afford to repair it.  His father had to sell the car for far less than he paid for it.

Our car guy heard the story, found it, bought it, restored it and sold it to the son.  The son gave it to his dad.  Everyone (including Stacy and I) cried.

The thought that ran through my head is this: I pray that I will be a good-enough father to Grayson that he feels compelled to do something similar for me.  I don't necessarily want a car; maybe he can't afford that.  But I hope that I've done enough for him, and raised him right enough, that he thinks to do something so meaningful for me. 

If Grayson does, I will know that I succeeded as a father.