Always loved JEEPS

When my father came back from World War 2 in Europe, he made this plywood JEEP for me.  I was 4 years old in this photo.  This is my backyard in the Bronx, New York.  I have had a few other Jeeps since that time, but none of them were as special as my first"wheels".  It was powered by a 6 volt car battery and an old automobile starter motor hooked up to a fan belt that drove the rear wheels.  You can't tell in this photo but there was a big white star painted on the hood.  I don't think the helmet was very protective but it looked authentic.