After the longest, coldest, snowiest winter in my lifetime, spring has finally opened its doors. Now, my detached and unheated garage has beckoned me.

I’m sure someone in my family knows the stories of my ancestors’ migration from England to the new lands. I do know my family has documented their migration across this country. I’ve gotten some of the details, in bits and pieces, from my folks. Each tidbit has helped me understand my heritage.

So it is with my Morris Traveller. When I originally bought the car, the owner had some details about it, but not enough to really put together its background.