Well, the Hawk has been sold, my Studebaker papers have been sold and I've moved to Oregon. I miss having a Studebaker, but someday I'll get another one.
Now that I am in Oregon, I've tried to contact some of my "friends" (more like old acquaintances) and I have to say that except for some good friends in Minnesota either nobody reads their email or they're too busy or rude to respond to emails. It's pretty sad that people are so wrapped up in their day to day existence they can't spare 5 minutes to acknowledge a message. What's the point of living - in fact what IS living - if you can't even interact with anybody other than someone standing right in front of you?