My pa and I in his 1964 police Special Panhead

The first picture is the day my Dad brought the bike home from the farmer he bought it from, I was with him at the time around 4 years old with my mutt dog "tiny". He paid $500.00 bucks had to dig the pan out of one barn and the sidecar out of another had years of junk chicken shit and other crap over them. The other pic is us again 33 years later same bike