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I’m looking forward to it Guido. I love the color as it is. Great combo. The Caddy is bright pink. Might just go with it. Lol

Thanks Joe. As far as I know. That’s the last show for this year. With winter coming. I will have more than enough to keep me busy. Some one did mention there was a model car group in East Greenbush, NY but I haven’t found any info. Syracuse and Binghamton is as far as I want to go. I was told about a 3 day event in the Boston area but that’s too far. And there were about 4 more of that Nomad kit there Joe.

Got these at the Fulton, NY show and swap meet today. A long drive but it was nice seeing the contest and all.

I went to an estate sale Saturday and bought this. Do any forum members remember this from their childhood? I've done some research but came up empty so far. I'm thinking I could place these cars in it.

I had mine out a couple years ago. The pain was so intense I would have gone through anything to get it removed. Glad you are on the mend.

I got these today. Ertl car trailer. Dinky Classic British Sports Cars, series 2. And a toy service station. The station is not big enough for 1/25 models. But 1/43 will work fine. Tomorrow the Fulton New York model car show and swap.

Nice.

Really nice.

Beautiful detail.

Really nice

Nice car.

awesome

Really nice. Like the color.

Stuffed Chicken breast. Stuffing was sautéed Swiss chard and garlic. And shredded Parmesan cheese. Once stuffed, baked for 40 minutes at 425 degrees.A side salad of Romaine lettuce with Halo orange segments, feta cheese, and raspberry vinaigrette dressing. Sliced Italian bread.

That looks great!

Center cut pork roast with cranberry stuffing. Gravy and broccoli spears. What I do for dressing is I buy the stuffing mix in a box. I saute chopped onion, celery and dried cranberries and sauté them in 2 tbs butter. Then I add the amount of water the package calls for. When that gets hot I add the package's breadcrumbs but also add a cup of unseasoned bread stuffing cubes. Mix it up and put it in a casserole dish sprayed with olive oil. Bake in the oven at 350 for about 20 - 25 minutes. The gravy, My mother would cooks the dripping but add a package of gravy mix and water to give the gravy that extra kick.

Nice build.

That is really nice. Love the color combo.

My wife has a cousin who's son was addicted to drugs. Great kid. Named Ryan. His Uncle on his mother's side was a priest and when Ryan was young. He would go with his uncle and help decorate the churches in town for Christmas. He was loved by everyone. A good kid. But the drugs caught him. At age 25. He was let out of rehab on a Wednesday to a half way house. The half way house called his dad the following Saturday saying they haven't been able to reach Ryan. So his dad went to the halfway house. Went up to his room and found him dead inside. An over dose. In the halfway house. There were hundreds of people at his funeral. That's how well liked he was. But his parents tried everything to help him. Got to a point where they did the tough love. And they were criticized by family for doing it. But it had to be done. His sister goes to schools now to tell her brother's story to young teenagers. His parent go to town meeting all across the state telling their story. So sad. And it's true. Never trust them. Because they will do anything to get that fix. Just like an alcoholic. My mom was an alcoholic. So was my dad. My dad left my mom with 6 kids when I was in 3rd grade. It was hard because you never knew what drink was going to instantly change her from laughing and joking to screaming and swearing at you. You walked on eggshells all the time. My mom died at 52 years old. I was 32. Second oldest. The drinking and smoking got here. Those were the additions then. They are 10 times worse now. Half my family would rather stay home and get smashed rather than getting together with family. I call. But they never answer. And if they do. It's back to walking on eggshells. Sad

I hope this is ok to place here. If not, delete it. But it's a story to let people know that drug abuse is everywhere. Not just the rich. And not just the poor. It affects everyone. In fact I found a small black box in our front yard last year that had little square pieces of paper. A syringe. A spoon. A piece of brass screening. Someone's drug box. The sheriff said someone most likely thought they were being followed and tossed it. The college is 2 mile for my house. We have known this couple for years. Charlie ands wife Loni. I actually helped build their beautiful log cabin. Just Charlie and I. It is located next to Loni's mother's small log cabin. Small as in maybe 20 by 20 feet. Charlie has a wonderful son from his first marriage. Then Charlie and Loni had 3 lovely children. 2 boys and a then a girl. These people had a wonderful life. Beautiful house. Boat. New cars. Then drugs hit them. They went from having it all to loosing everything and living in the basement of Loni's mom cabin. Imagine walking out your door and looking at what you once had. They lost everything trying to save their youngest son, Tyler, from drugs. He's 26 now and this all started at 25 years of age. They lived in the country and the kids went to a school in a small rural town. So the story... Last night the door bell rang and it was Charlie. His son was at a meeting (court most likely) in our town because he totaled his mom's car in our county. The meeting was suppose to last until 7. So seeing we haven't seen each other a while. Charlie figured he'd stop by. Great. I was just making dinner so he joined us. Just before 7. Loni called and said Tyler is walking down the highway because he had been waiting to get picked up and Charlie wasn't there. He knew Charlie was coming to our house. But he got out at 6:30. Not 7 like Charlie was told. So Charlie left immediately. Then Loni calls back and said Tyler saw Charlie go back towards town. I got in my car and found Tyler and picked him up. He wanted to go to Amsterdam which I knew was not a good idea because that's where he can get drugs. So I head to his house. To shorten this story. I have never experienced a drug addict having, oh I don't k now. a melt down? He was calling his mom all these awful four letter words over the cell phone. Threatening to jump out of the car. Loni and I finally met up at a local Stewarts convenient mart. Tyler went into the bath room. She started to cry and said he'll most likely hit her. That was all I had to hear. Tyler came back out and started screaming at his mom. Right then I lost it and gave him some tough love. I told him if I hear he's ever hit his mom again. I would be a force he would not want to deal with. That it was not his parents fault his life sucks. That his addiction was his choice and he had no one to blame but himself. And for him to treat his parent, who lost everything trying to save him, was wrong. And I looked at Loni and said. It might be time to let go. This is not your son anymore. There is nothing you and Charlie can do that will change what will be the inevitable. This whole family ruined because or drug addiction. Sad.

Happy birthday Carl. Hope you had a great day.

Glad you are ok.

Well we really didn't trade but I want to thank Ralph Henderson for sending me the wheels and tires for my 1957 T'bird. I owe you bud.

Hand painted. They look awesome.

I got the circle cutter but I can't figure out how to get nice whitewalls. Do you cut the middle of the white wall first or second?