
By Joe Carter
In January of 1976 I turned 16, and it was time to buy my first car. My mother and I were poor and I had a job as a stock boy in a department store in Hollywood Calif. I used to take the bus to work every day after school.
One day a friend of the family, Ray, told us he was selling his car. Ray was a good looking former pro baseball player my mom had … Read the rest