The museum is four floors of all different makes and models of beautiful, mostly classic, cars and trucks.There were a few motorcycles as well.
|The boiler of a steam-powered car|
Many of the vehicles had a placard with some kind of description. My favorite was this notice on the floor in front of one:
We walked all over the museum for at least a couple of hours.On the way home JL was very talkative -- if you know my brother, you will understand when I say that JL is like a little carbon copy of his dad.
It's a bit of a drive from Pops and Lela's house down to Tacoma. They are used to that, as most anywhere they go beyond their local town is at least thirty minutes from their house. Lela brought something to occupy herself, too.
I had ordered a new flat-screen tv and had it delivered to a store back home, and Mom made up a card for me to give to Eric that evening. He was SO surprised! He was chuckling at the card and when he realized just exactly what it was saying, his jaw literally dropped. It was a great reaction.