Unlike many auto writers, I didn’t grow up interested in cars, despite the fact that my older brother owned a dealership, and no one in my family understood what the words “public transit” meant. Automobiles were just how we got around.
But one day the switch just flipped. I was driving a taxi in Toronto when I spotted an antique car, and just had to have one. I’ve owned a few, including ones that I’ve had for more than 20 years: a 1947 Cadillac and 1949 Studebaker pickup truck. I also have an antique tractor, because every woman wants one.
I’ve been writing professionally about cars, both old and new, since 1982. I review new ones, check out antique ones, and I’m interested in how cars fit into our everyday lives, especially when it comes to safety. I’m fascinated by new technology, but I like to think like a consumer, determining what’s good and what’s just a waste for the wallet.
But above all, I like to get behind the wheel and drive – most of the time. I’m also the first in my family to know that there are times when public transit makes sense, too.
On Autofocus since June 14th 2013
Did car owners have access to better maintenance tools and components back in the day?