My Grandkids, Mac and Cash, in the back of my Mercury Colony Park
One of the most rewarding aspects of my career is the personal relationships I’ve built. Over time, many of our customers become more than just clients—they become genuine friends. Because of that, conversations naturally shift from "all business" to personal passions.
Many people ask how I spend my time "off duty." The short answer? Classic cars. Probably more than is entirely reasonable.
I’ve always been a car enthusiast. Most weekends, you’ll find me either behind the wheel of something interesting or standing around with a cup of coffee talking shop—which, to be honest, is just as enjoyable as the drive itself.
Building a Saturday Morning Car Tradition
About 15 years ago, a few friends and I started meeting on Saturday mornings. It wasn't fancy—just a casual get-together—but it eventually turned into a standing tradition. Through job changes, family milestones, and even a pandemic, we’ve kept it going. At this point, it would take a natural disaster (or really bad coffee) to stop us.
What makes this car community special is how it levels the playing field. It doesn’t matter what you do for a living; if you show up with a vehicle you love, you’re one of us. Our group includes business owners, retired engineers, teachers, contractors, and young enthusiasts just getting started.
Every week is a surprise. You truly never know what’s going to roll into the parking lot. One Saturday, a 1910 Packard parked next to a brand-new Rolls-Royce Black Edition—one of only thirty ever made. Seeing a 100-year-old car sharing space with a modern masterpiece is a rare sight.
The Nostalgia of the 1991 Mercury Colony Park
Until recently, my favorite car was my 1991 Mercury Colony Park station wagon—the last of the true full-size American wagons.
I found it on Facebook Marketplace in Florida. Buying a car sight-unseen is usually a risk my practical side avoids, but after speaking with the owner, I decided to take the leap. When the transport truck arrived three weeks later, I felt like a kid on Christmas morning. The car was pristine—better than I had even hoped.
There is a unique nostalgia for vintage station wagons. Everyone has a story when they see it: family road trips, learning to drive, or sitting in the rear-facing "jump seat." I hear those stories all the time, and they never get old.
The Joy of the Drive in San Diego
Even though I have since found a new home for the Colony Park, I’ll always remember the experience. It was smooth, comfortable, and built for long, easy drives—back when the journey was just as important as the destination.
Living in San Diego makes being a car collector even better; the weather allows you to take a classic out pretty much any day of the year.
After all these years, I’ve realized the cars are just the excuse. What keeps us coming back week after week are the friendships, the laughs, and the shared appreciation for automotive history. Every Saturday morning, when I fire up my latest favorite car and head to the coffee spot, it doesn’t feel like a hobby.
It feels like seeing family.
—Klaus Reichardt
