Father, Son Find 1969 Charger. Orange. Flag on the Roof. '01' on the Doors. In Junkyard

What does it take to connect a man and his son in the twenty-first century? A smartphone? A tablet? Hardly. Sometimes, it’s an orange car buried in a junkyard, a little rust on the fenders, and a lot of heart under the hood. Tommy Boshers and his son, affectionately nicknamed Hammer, weren’t scrolling screens that day. They were crawling through rows of old steel—through ghosts of Detroit’s golden a... (continue reading...)

Father, Son Find 1969 Charger. Orange. Flag on the Roof. '01' on the Doors. In Junkyard
What does it take to connect a man and his son in the twenty-first century? A smartphone? A tablet? Hardly. Sometimes, it’s an orange car buried in a junkyard, a little rust on the fenders, and a lot of heart under the hood. Tommy Boshers and his son, affectionately nicknamed Hammer, weren’t scrolling screens that day. They were crawling through rows of old steel—through ghosts of Detroit’s golden a... (continue reading...)

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