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Hello all, My BN7 is up and running again after some overdue transmission work!
In 1972, my dad bought a BN7 (BN7/4325) for himself and a 100/6 for my mother when I was 10 years old. We lived in Thousand Oaks, California and no better location existed for driving a Healey year round. I well remember both my father and mother driving my 3 sisters and me around town and in the hills and along highway 1 and the Pacific ocean. The 100/6 fit more kids at one time but the BN7 often had two kids squeezed into the passenger side.
My father did almost all car repairs and I well remember holding a floodlight while my dad worked on that repair or another. That taught me much and I can fix starters, fuel pumps, etc. thanks to him.
Unfortunately, he died suddenly in 1991 and before we took the "big" trip in his BN7 that we had long discussed but never found the time to do. He left me the car and I had no intention of selling then or now. The BN7 needed some work but it was a "California" car and rust was not a problem but I decided to do a complete restoration. I took the car apart one bolt at a time and had the engine overhauled and a 100 other things big and small. I had the entire body and frame powder coated in red over black and replaced the original transmission with a Smitty conversion.
I have 5 children 32 to 12 years old and each has learned to drive a clutch on my dad's car when old enough to drive. Great nostalgic memories of one or two of my children when young nestled in the passenger seat. When my two older sons visit, off they go for a spin in the Healey. My second son Evan loves the car more than I and has made it clear that he will get the car when I can no longer drive or died. I am 64 now and either of those options is no longer a theoretical concern. Evan wanting the BN7 has special meaning for me and its a deal as long as he passes it on to one of his children.
So that is my Healey story to date. My wife and I are planning the big "trip" to the Black Hills of South Dakota. Wish us well as I refuse to not make the time this time around.
Sincerely, Tom and Tricia
In 1972, my dad bought a BN7 (BN7/4325) for himself and a 100/6 for my mother when I was 10 years old. We lived in Thousand Oaks, California and no better location existed for driving a Healey year round. I well remember both my father and mother driving my 3 sisters and me around town and in the hills and along highway 1 and the Pacific ocean. The 100/6 fit more kids at one time but the BN7 often had two kids squeezed into the passenger side.
My father did almost all car repairs and I well remember holding a floodlight while my dad worked on that repair or another. That taught me much and I can fix starters, fuel pumps, etc. thanks to him.
Unfortunately, he died suddenly in 1991 and before we took the "big" trip in his BN7 that we had long discussed but never found the time to do. He left me the car and I had no intention of selling then or now. The BN7 needed some work but it was a "California" car and rust was not a problem but I decided to do a complete restoration. I took the car apart one bolt at a time and had the engine overhauled and a 100 other things big and small. I had the entire body and frame powder coated in red over black and replaced the original transmission with a Smitty conversion.
I have 5 children 32 to 12 years old and each has learned to drive a clutch on my dad's car when old enough to drive. Great nostalgic memories of one or two of my children when young nestled in the passenger seat. When my two older sons visit, off they go for a spin in the Healey. My second son Evan loves the car more than I and has made it clear that he will get the car when I can no longer drive or died. I am 64 now and either of those options is no longer a theoretical concern. Evan wanting the BN7 has special meaning for me and its a deal as long as he passes it on to one of his children.
So that is my Healey story to date. My wife and I are planning the big "trip" to the Black Hills of South Dakota. Wish us well as I refuse to not make the time this time around.
Sincerely, Tom and Tricia
