When John Upchurch asked me to speak at an International Car Conference that he and his wife were directing, I agreed. They’re nice people and it meant a July trip to Chattanooga. I thought it was a collection of vintage cars. It wasn’t until I pulled into the big parking lot of the Chattanooga Choo-Choo and saw the cars that I got excited, my sense of history and personal connections kicking in. It was the annual event for those who collect Hudsons and they had all brought their cars. Oh. My. Goodness. The Hudson Motor Company is part of the foundation of my life, even though I was born years after the last one was produced.