1973: My dad and I were visiting my sister and her family in Newport News, Virginia. My "T" roadster was sitting in pieces in a garage about 1500 miles away, but I still managed to take in a rod run while we were there! It happened to be the weekend that the Tidewater Street Rod Association hosted their annual spring get-together and I was all too eager to crash the party. After a quick tour of the motel parking lot where a bunch of the participants were staying, and a few quick pics, we were on our way. It was one of the highlights of the trip!