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    Sam Haag
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Just a hint of what's coming shortly. I'm excited about the color combo.
Just a hint of what's coming shortly. I'm excited about the color combo.
Its almost time to finally paint this car. 4 years later and I finally get to spray some color.
Its almost time to finally paint this car. 4 years later and I finally get to spray some color.
No more fighting the cold in gun season.
No more fighting the cold in gun season.
The custom lace job on my bike up close. I love how subtle it came out.
The custom lace job on my bike up close. I love how subtle it came out.
My newest toy. Bought it 3 or 4 months ago. 1 before and 2 after paint pics. My son is the painter.
My newest toy. Bought it 3 or 4 months ago. 1 before and 2 after paint pics. My son is the painter.
Our Mom passed peacefully at home with her three daughters ( my sisters) by her side Monday evening. Mom was 80 years old. With our Dad's passing just one day short of five months prior, the loss our family has endured this year seems almost too much to bare. Knowing Mom and Dad are now together once again has helped immensely in shining a little light into the darkness we as siblings are going through right now. 
As I look back over the years at our entire family I reflect a little on how I've seen the life of my Mom through my eyes.

Music was a big deal at our house.
I remember Mom making sure our family's musical talents were put to good use singing and playing as a family gospel group at area churches for several years. She got the greatest joy from this.

I remember a Mom who in the summer months took us fishing as often as possible and fished right along with us kids while Dad worked the off shift.

I remember a Mom who laughed and cried with all of her 6 children, and what went on in your life truly mattered to her.

I remember a Mom who's face would shine as you told her another grandchild was on the way. I think they all were her greatest joy of all.

Most of all I remember a Mom I could just sit down and talk to. Good, or bad, I could just talk to her. She always listened and she was the one person up until the time I married, who truly knew me. 
I posted this picture of her on our old paint horse "Tyke" because at her age it meant the world to her she could get on and ride a horse. It meant the world to me I could help with that.

I remember our last conversation when she told me she basically wanted to just go where Dad was because she missed him so much. Who ever said you can't die from a broken heart.

I will miss her dearly.

After all...... She's my Mom.
Our Mom passed peacefully at home with her three daughters ( my sisters) by her side Monday evening. Mom was 80 years old. With our Dad's passing just one day short of five months prior, the loss our family has endured this year seems almost too much to bare. Knowing Mom and Dad are now together once again has helped immensely in shining a little light into the darkness we as siblings are going through right now. As I look back over the years at our entire family I reflect a little on how I've seen the life of my Mom through my eyes. Music was a big deal at our house. I remember Mom making sure our family's musical talents were put to good use singing and playing as a family gospel group at area churches for several years. She got the greatest joy from this. I remember a Mom who in the summer months took us fishing as often as possible and fished right along with us kids while Dad worked the off shift. I remember a Mom who laughed and cried with all of her 6 children, and what went on in your life truly mattered to her. I remember a Mom who's face would shine as you told her another grandchild was on the way. I think they all were her greatest joy of all. Most of all I remember a Mom I could just sit down and talk to. Good, or bad, I could just talk to her. She always listened and she was the one person up until the time I married, who truly knew me. I posted this picture of her on our old paint horse "Tyke" because at her age it meant the world to her she could get on and ride a horse. It meant the world to me I could help with that. I remember our last conversation when she told me she basically wanted to just go where Dad was because she missed him so much. Who ever said you can't die from a broken heart. I will miss her dearly. After all...... She's my Mom.
Here's my once in a blue moon rant.... I work in road construction and see a lot of things around a jobsite. Heard a good one this morning about a guy who got a ticket driving through an emergency vehicles only lane next to a pedestrian detour on a closed road at our jobsite. He complained because we road construction guys should know everyone travels in the summer and should adjust our schedule by working in the winter. Really????? Is the guy that stupid?? So this afternoon another driver passes the road closed signs, goes between the cones and drives the closed area we are working in. A superintendent tries to stop him and the guy just misses him with his car. He proceeds to run over more cones on his way out of the area. All the while a police officer is watching his stupidity and carelessness. After 45 minutes of ticket writing the officer returns to the closed area. He interviews a few workers to gain additional information to prosecute this idiot to the full extent of the law. The guy got multiple tickets and will lose his license for several years. The posted detour takes around 10 extra minutes in normal traffic.  This guy is no different than 30 % of the driving public always trying to figure out how to just sneak through. Those of us who work in highway construction know anything can happen at any time. We always have to be on guard in lane closures and live traffic everyday. Is it too much to ask for you to put your stinking phone down, read the signs as you drive by them before you get to us and say there aren't any, and maybe just maybe keep your mouth shut about a little inconvenience, take the detour and be thankful its not your family members out there in danger of careless drivers like yourself all season long???
Here's my once in a blue moon rant.... I work in road construction and see a lot of things around a jobsite. Heard a good one this morning about a guy who got a ticket driving through an emergency vehicles only lane next to a pedestrian detour on a closed road at our jobsite. He complained because we road construction guys should know everyone travels in the summer and should adjust our schedule by working in the winter. Really????? Is the guy that stupid?? So this afternoon another driver passes the road closed signs, goes between the cones and drives the closed area we are working in. A superintendent tries to stop him and the guy just misses him with his car. He proceeds to run over more cones on his way out of the area. All the while a police officer is watching his stupidity and carelessness. After 45 minutes of ticket writing the officer returns to the closed area. He interviews a few workers to gain additional information to prosecute this idiot to the full extent of the law. The guy got multiple tickets and will lose his license for several years. The posted detour takes around 10 extra minutes in normal traffic. This guy is no different than 30 % of the driving public always trying to figure out how to just sneak through. Those of us who work in highway construction know anything can happen at any time. We always have to be on guard in lane closures and live traffic everyday. Is it too much to ask for you to put your stinking phone down, read the signs as you drive by them before you get to us and say there aren't any, and maybe just maybe keep your mouth shut about a little inconvenience, take the detour and be thankful its not your family members out there in danger of careless drivers like yourself all season long???
Set the body of my coupe back on the chassis today to send it to a friend's paint booth. Ill paint it sometime in the next 3 weeks. Then, the final assembly, and a ride!!!
Set the body of my coupe back on the chassis today to send it to a friend's paint booth. Ill paint it sometime in the next 3 weeks. Then, the final assembly, and a ride!!!
Shout out to @rustnguts !! Thanks friend.
Shout out to @rustnguts !! Thanks friend.
Blocksanding..... hate it but gotta do it.
Blocksanding..... hate it but gotta do it.
As i sit here again tonight unable to sleep i was thinking.
Most of you know this is my dad who passed away Wednesday evening. He was 83 years old. I borrowed this picture from my niece who took it while on a camping trip with him some years ago. It suits his personality perfectly.
His passing has been a relief and a monumental loss at the same time. Figure that one out.
 Im not looking for a bunch of comments or condolences thats not why im writing this. Its just a thought about me and my Dad.

I was born January 16th, 1963 as the youngest son of the youngest son (my dad), of the youngest son (my grandfather). My grandfather left Germany for the United States and settled here. As he married they set down roots and a tree trunk began to grow. 
As it grew they had 14 children with 12 surviving, and 12 branches began to grow. My dad was one of the 12. 
As he married their branch began to grow. They had 6 children ( one of which was me) and our 6 branches grew. As we married and had children they too became branches and they grew as well some of them creating new branches. 
Think about how big just this one branch of 12 really is now.
The love of this family's tree is not in the springtime buds for all to see,,, it's in the grain of the branches binding the tree together. It's unbreakable and neverending.
Now multiply that by the 12 main branches. Imagine now how big that old tree really is.
Imagine how much love there really is in that old tree.

That's almost as much love as the youngest son truly has for his father. 
Until we see you again Dad.
As i sit here again tonight unable to sleep i was thinking. Most of you know this is my dad who passed away Wednesday evening. He was 83 years old. I borrowed this picture from my niece who took it while on a camping trip with him some years ago. It suits his personality perfectly. His passing has been a relief and a monumental loss at the same time. Figure that one out. Im not looking for a bunch of comments or condolences thats not why im writing this. Its just a thought about me and my Dad. I was born January 16th, 1963 as the youngest son of the youngest son (my dad), of the youngest son (my grandfather). My grandfather left Germany for the United States and settled here. As he married they set down roots and a tree trunk began to grow. As it grew they had 14 children with 12 surviving, and 12 branches began to grow. My dad was one of the 12. As he married their branch began to grow. They had 6 children ( one of which was me) and our 6 branches grew. As we married and had children they too became branches and they grew as well some of them creating new branches. Think about how big just this one branch of 12 really is now. The love of this family's tree is not in the springtime buds for all to see,,, it's in the grain of the branches binding the tree together. It's unbreakable and neverending. Now multiply that by the 12 main branches. Imagine now how big that old tree really is. Imagine how much love there really is in that old tree. That's almost as much love as the youngest son truly has for his father. Until we see you again Dad.
I've been at it all day. Just finished up. I'll leave it sit this week due to work getting in the way, then hopefully paint it the following weekend in 2 weeks.
I've been at it all day. Just finished up. I'll leave it sit this week due to work getting in the way, then hopefully paint it the following weekend in 2 weeks.
Finished the bottom of the Cowell today. Also knocked out a bunch of bodywork. A few more days...... Then primer.
Finished the bottom of the Cowell today. Also knocked out a bunch of bodywork. A few more days...... Then primer.
My homemade trunk lid is finally finished for prime and paint. It's been a long time coming!!!
My homemade trunk lid is finally finished for prime and paint. It's been a long time coming!!!
Final fit my homemade trunk latch today. It actually works and holds the trunk secure in the locked position.
Final fit my homemade trunk latch today. It actually works and holds the trunk secure in the locked position.
Passenger side rain gutter is on. Couple more weeks it'll be ready for paint.
Passenger side rain gutter is on. Couple more weeks it'll be ready for paint.
Drip rail roughed in on the driverside. I really wish someone made a set for this car. No shortage of work just getting a blank shaped and on.
Drip rail roughed in on the driverside. I really wish someone made a set for this car. No shortage of work just getting a blank shaped and on.
Roughed out a trunk latch for my coupe. First time for everything. One more adjustment and it'll be finished.
Roughed out a trunk latch for my coupe. First time for everything. One more adjustment and it'll be finished.