Nice little story. (Part I)
Year, early 1972.
Someone at Meadowland Chrysler-Plymouth (Carmel) tells my father about a Hemi car,
located around Patterson/Pawling area. We decided to go look for it, and end up driving up and down every damn street and neighborhood in the area, for about a week. No Luck.
My father figured it was just another Hemi Tall-Tale, and dismissed it.
I kept digging, and I don't know who or how, but the name Patsy came up.
I figured that Hemi + Patsy = A Guy. I ended up searching, but again no luck. Nobody knew of a guy with Hemi in that area, that was raced at Dover. Other than 'Doc Burgess'
One day, for some reason, I end up in 'Karen's Lucheonette', Route 22, Patterson, with my friend Mike Creszenzo. We were looking for old Dodge's on some farm in Patterson, and stopped at Karen's (a favorite of drag racers on Sunday morning, heading to Dover).
While we we their, I over-heard someone say the name Patsy. I jumped, and asked them if they new Patsy, and where did 'HE' live. They told me somewhere in Dover Plains, but didn't mention that Patsy was a man or woman. I ended up driving to Dover Plains with my friend Mike (he drove, I was only 15) and we started driving through all the side streets, off the right side of Route 22, north of the intersection (Route 22 and Pleasant Ridge Road).
We start going through this small 'cookie-cutter' type neighborhood, the short roads were 'maze-like', all blending into each other. After about a dozen or so turns, we figured, no way, not in this neighborhood. But as we proceeded, and made another couple of turns
'THERE IT WAS' (with my heart jumping out of my chest), parked 'nose first' , in a small
2-car driveway, with the back-end facing us, a black 1966 Dodge Coronet 500.
I jumped out of Mike's car, and 'praying', I ran up to the side of the Coronet, and there it
was, on the fender, an emblem that said '426 HEMI". I think I died twice, right there.
Paul (Part I)