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My saga started in the Harrisburg PA area when I was 8 or 9. I was with my dad and we were running some errands on a Saturday morning. We had just crossed the John Harris Bridge into H'burg and were stopped at a traffic light. In the lane beside me a wedge style car hauler pulled up with Bruce Larson's USA-1 Camaro ('67 I think). They were headed to Sutliff Cheverolet for a meet & greet. My father, who has about zero interest in cars, saw an opportunity to do a little bonding with his oldest. He fell in behind the combo & we followed it to the dealership where I got to meet Mr Larson himself. Fast forward to Hurricane Agnus which flooded my father's workplace. His company relocated him to the Raleigh NC area. In late Spring of '73, for my birthday, my dad took me and two younger brothers to Rockingham on the chance I could again say hello to the USA-1 guys. We couldn't get close to the Chevy team but Ed Ratliff was more than accommodating, answered a whole host of my simpleton questions and allowed me some 'seat time' while his guys wrenched on the engine. Then I got to see the Sox and Martin car and it was all over for me - I became a Mopar fan for life. Here's a pic from The Rock - I'm at the passenger rear bumper on the very far left of the pic...
My saga started in the Harrisburg PA area when I was 8 or 9. I was with my dad and we were running some errands on a Saturday morning. We had just crossed the John Harris Bridge into H'burg and were stopped at a traffic light. In the lane beside me a wedge style car hauler pulled up with Bruce Larson's USA-1 Camaro ('67 I think). They were headed to Sutliff Cheverolet for a meet & greet. My father, who has about zero interest in cars, saw an opportunity to do a little bonding with his oldest. He fell in behind the combo & we followed it to the dealership where I got to meet Mr Larson himself. Fast forward to Hurricane Agnus which flooded my father's workplace. His company relocated him to the Raleigh NC area. In late Spring of '73, for my birthday, my dad took me and two younger brothers to Rockingham on the chance I could again say hello to the USA-1 guys. We couldn't get close to the Chevy team but Ed Ratliff was more than accommodating, answered a whole host of my simpleton questions and allowed me some 'seat time' while his guys wrenched on the engine. Then I got to see the Sox and Martin car and it was all over for me - I became a Mopar fan for life. Here's a pic from The Rock - I'm at the passenger rear bumper on the very far left of the pic...