The object of my affections

I spent some time at the Pumpkin Run Car Show in Owensville last weekend.

This was the 30th year for this nationally recognized event, and once again the Clermont County fairgrounds was packed with upwards of 3,000 hot rods, custom cars, and a good number of old pickup trucks sprinkled among them. All of the vehicles were from the 60s, 50s, and 40s, with a few even older.

There were some young men (under 40) at the Pumpkin Run, but most of the owners and lookers were old guys like me. Some were accompanied by wives who have kindly endured the love affairs their husbands have had over the years with those