How my love for Autos started...

Just like most boys growing up I was always into sports and cars. From growing up as a small child with boxes filled to the brim with hot wheels, and match box cars, to an adult who'll still collect a rare, mint 1:24Th scale replica when he comes across one.
Growing up, it was mostly my Grandfather who handed down an unmistakable impression to his five Grand children as far as the automobile. My Grandfather was a GM/Chevy man. All domestic, all American. If it wasn't GM/Chevy...It just wasn't. Being the youngest of five I watched as my older siblings fell right into the tradition of owning GM/Chevy products. My mother as well. From my oldest sister's SUPER sweet '70 Chevelle SS, to my mother's '68 Pontiac Firebird moving on to the Grocery getting Pontiac Ventura that packed the standard V8 350. Today that would be in the same muscle car line as the Nova.
When there was a rare time in which my Grandfather even mention an Import, the only word to come out of his mouth was "Toyota." That was the one Import brand he believed in as far as durability. That inspired my oldest brother to pick up a '74 Toyota Celica, which was kept diamond clean! I don't remember ever seeing that car at a point were you didn't need sunglasses to look at it! Knowing what they know now, my oldest sister and brother are are really missing their old school rides.
As I got older (mid 80s teenager,) I started observing my Grandfather even more when it came to auto care. It was the way he took care of his cars and trucks that struck me the most. He just focused hard on keeping them super clean, and running like new. Interior, Exterior, Trunk, Wheels, and Engine. He was just a fanatic when it came to keeping a clean, solid performing auto. His trucks were treated with the exact same care. One day he told me his trucks were his "work horses." "If you take care of your work horse, your work horse will take care of you." Still till this day I hold that to heart when it comes to taking care of my autos. My SUV "work horse," gets the same engine upkeep attention as my pampered Pearl 350z.
So All my love for the automobile was definitely started from the man who was my only hero in life...My Grandfather, the late Layton George Berry... Pop Pop, thanks for my being my inspiration in everything I do.