Blast from the past
The restoration Process
As the excitement of the day freshly pumped through my veins we drove the 1/2 mile home from the retirement center where grandpa lives and backed into the driveway, I placed it in park I could feel my heart beating.With a deep breath I began to assess what I actually had on my hands (a real gem), afterall it is a 1963 vehicle. I know my great grand mother Bertha was a clean freak and so was my grandmother Pearl. That being said I don't think preserving a hunk of steel for posterity was foremost on there mind, it appears as though mechanics was not my great-grandpa or grandpa George's forte, so all work on the vehicle was done by local mechanics,most recently my parent's retired mechanic next door neighbor Leon. He was saddled with the honor of keeping the Merc on the road (with a budget), I mean that in the nicest way possible ( for instance when the heater was leaking he just disconnected it).I am still not sure if it was a cost saving measure or an availability issue either way no functioning heater.