I grew up near the small city of Mt. Healthy on the north west side of town. It was a great place to grow up until I got beaten up at school because of some of my friends and then got stabbed. That's when my parents moved us across town. But when I saw a small autumn festival that featured some collector cars I jumped at the chance to head back that way with my youngest son. There weren't many cars there but they did have a Ford 100 pick up truck, a 1967 and 1966 Pontiac GTO, along with some MoPar and Ford and even a Buick.
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