A little bit of pain never hurt anyone.

This is a really cool routine, where they fall one at a time all the way down the line.

Pam's doing better every day and looks less and less like the boxer who lost. We hope that inside that slit of an eye opening there's healing going on, and that at her one-week checkup this Wednesday he'll say it looks good.

Over the last week or two Jack has started to limp noticeably on our twice-daily walks. At first I thought it was his right front foot but now it looks like - is this even possible? - he's limping on both front legs. He doesn't seem to be in much pain but he definitely limps. There's no evidence of any external sores or injury, so I wonder if it's the result of his racing career. If it gets bad I suppose I'll take him to the vet, but I hesitate to do that, only because I know what happens. They do X-rays ($$$) and blood work ($$$) to tell us he's an 8-year old who raced hard for three years and he has arthritis or ____, and when it gets bad enough they'll put him on a mild dose of pain meds ($$$).
It's hard being an aging athlete. Those of us who had outstanding athletic careers understand.

 Look what I got today!! More headaches in the process, and I STILL don't have the fenders, deck lids or the small interior parts. But now I can start putting things back together.

Lyle loaned me his trailer for hauling back from Tonopah, then the kids came over to help me get it off the trailer and onto the dolly. This week I'll install the wiring harness, the engine compartment insulation and seals, and the headliner. If all goes well the kids will come back next week and help me put the body back on the chassis.

Coincidentally, it was exactly one year ago today that I bought the car, and used Lyle's trailer to bring it back from up near Prescott. I'm trying hard not to grumble internally about how long the body was at paint (and still isn't done). Now the goal is to get it finished before the triple digit temps that make driving a car sans AC impossible.

BTW, that color is the original, called Gulf Blue (or Golf Blau if you're doing it in German). Because the garage pics were taken at dusk they don't show how very good the paint job looks. There was never any question that I am getting a superlative job, beginning with his body work. All the gaps are perfect and there isn't the smallest dimple anywhere. Factory fresh, but with a better quality paint than they had available in 1962. This two-stage (color coats followed by clear coats) shines better, is harder, and more resistant to weather than the paints they had then.
So I'll focus on that.