
A 1971 Alfa Romeo 1750 Berlina in the snow and ice and salt. Note Original Equipment rubber inserts in the grill for the Ontario winter.
Story and photos by Dave Willis
In these pestilential times, I am watching YouTube, with music and fast cars of the 1950s, ‘60s and ‘70s at Goodwood where I can see cars of my era still competing. And of course, writing my memoirs —
I was and remain an only child, fortunate in my choice of parents. My father, Wallie Willis was a 1930s techie: photography, radios, motorcycles, airplanes, and cars made his day. We lived happily in a suburb of Toronto, East York, Canada.
I was car mad during my formative years in the 1950s. There were two Corvettes amongst my friends, a hot rodded Studebaker Lark fettled by an older brother. Famed comedy writer Bruce McCall, growing up about a mile southeast of us, remarks on this car mania in his memoir How Did I Get Here?*











