I know we have all heard this phrase, usually referring to one of the good old songs from our era. Recently that expression took on a different meaning to me, it became a reminder of something that happened almost 50 years ago. I was 16 years old and trying to be a bad-ass kool guy. I had the hair slicked down with Palmaid, a cigarette between my lips and, of course, a real black leather jacket. My car was a 1947 Ford coupe with a built flathead and twin carburetors….
To restore and maintain classic cars and street rods in a way that brings people together, preserves vintage vehicles and contributes to the community.
Join the Roamin Angels!
Are you interested in becoming a Roamin Angel? The only prerequisite is you must have an interest in pre-1972 American-made vehicles and their preservation.
Membership Application: Click on the application PDF (link below). If you have a problem with the download, we’d be happy to email or mail a copy to you. Contact Membership.