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?*