My 1967 New Yorker is a family heirloom.It all started with my grand parents on my dad's side of the family,they bought it new.They were looking for a new car,they had a 1964 Lincoln Continental they hated and my dad remembers it.My dad was 13 years old at the time.They seen this 1967 New Yorker and liked it on the spot.It was the test drive that convinced them to buy it and traded in the 1964 Lincoln Continental they hated.My dad was with them when they bought it.My dad,Uncle Ken and Aunt Sandy were glad they got rid of the Lincoln.My grand parents never drove it in the winter.My dad,uncle and aunt learned how to drive in it too.It is special to me also.I was brought home in it coming home from the hospital after I was born,have the picture of this.As I got older,I loved and admired it remembering the drives my grandfather and I had in it.He also taught me how drive in it too.Then 5 years ago which will be 6 years next month,my life changed.I did not know my grandparents put me in their will to inherit it.It was after they both passed away.Had to go to a lawyer's office,the lawyer that made the will called my name out .Said this car was mine and I love it to this day.Was excited hearing it was mine.