Cousins Camp Last Day - an American Girl

My dad has been the proud owner of a 1966 Ford Mustang convertible for quite some time.  As in, back in the 1980s when I still lived at home, he owned it.  I was never allowed to drive it.  My brothers not only got to drive it, they each had their own sets of keys.  The fact that my dad has let my daughter drive this fabulous classic car does not make me jealous; rather, makes my heart sing.  Here are my favorite shots of an American girl with a classic American car: