In 69 my dad was transferred from L.A. to Atlanta. So when we moved out of the Hollywood Hills he sold his 2 Jags: a 4.2L sedan and a (65? 66?) XKE Series 1 Roadster. At the time he was sure he’d never find a Jaguar mechanic out there. I was 9 and only just beginning to recognize the value of those cars. Sadly he replaced them with a 68 Cadillac Fleetwood Brougham and a used Ford Country Squire station wagon for my mom. I took my driver’s test a few short years later in that Caddy but I sure wish he’d hung onto the Jags. Here’s a pic of the pair in the carport in 1968: