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My favorite Mustang memory, certainly like many others, is the day I got my first Mustang.

For me, it is still a very vivid memory. It was Christmas morning, 1964, and I was just 16 years old at the time.

I came downstairs that morning with my sisters, and my father indicated I should take a look outside. There was a brand new 1965 Mustang fastback sitting in the driveway with a big red bow on the hood. I immediately grabbed my coat and and ran outside to check it out.

Of course, just looking at it was not enough, so I jumped into the car and proceeded to take several laps around our neighborhood. The rumble of the high-performance 289-cubic-inch V8 was intoxicating. I only drove it for a few minutes that first day because there was snow on the ground, but as soon as the roads were cleared, I drove it almost every day.

My father, Henry Ford II, had the car specifically prepared for me. It was a very special Mustang painted in a pearlescent white finish with slim blue racing stripes over the top of the body and along the rocker panels.

It also had a functional hood scoop, chrome trim on the three gills in the headlamp buckets, and fender-mounted rearview mirrors similar to the ones on the Mustangs sold in Europe at that time

My father also did something special for me. The rear fuel filler cap, which normally had the pony logo, had my initials on it – “EBFII.”

That car was special for sure. I drove it through high school and then one summer afternoon on Long Island I let a friend borrow it. He was driving the car home, lost control and rolled it in a potato field near our house. My beautiful Mustang was destroyed. Fortunately, no one was hurt, but the car was totaled.

That Mustang was my first car and my favorites. Seeing the recent photos of the car that were discovered in the Ford archives brought back many fond memories.