Louis Stagner

I knew Lou from the late 1960s through the 1970s. Early on, he worked at the Honda shop, where I'd stop in whenever I needed motorcycle parts. As a young man passionate about cars, motorcycles, and boats, he later bounced between various shops-fixing vehicles for others by day and building his own dream machines in his spare time. Like so many of us back then, Lou spent countless evenings cruising Main Street, hanging out at the Dairy Queen watching the parade of cars roll by, or...