When I arrived on the scene in 1952, The Macy family had been pumping Sunoco gas and repairing cars in the same location for nearly 20 years. Cliff had long since retired and sold out to Grandpa Roy, who now ran the whole operation with his son (my Dad) Phil. Throughout the 1950's, I loved to visit "The Station" whenever I could. I could always find some way to get dirty (and into trouble for it), and if a car happened to be up on the rack for service, I was under there in a flash to have a look. By 1960, Dad moved on to a more promising career in banking, and I had a part-time job pumping gas every day after school and on Saturday. I learned about customer service, integrity, and the importance of doing a job right the first time; all of those qualities which had helped Macy's Garage survive through the tough times of The Depression and WWII. They say that leaded gas was harmful to children, so today we have to make do with an unleaded variety. I loved the smell of leaded gas, and the exhaust fumes that went along with it. As far as I can tell, the only negative effect that I suffered was in becoming addicted to cars, airplanes, and anything else that burns fossil fuels for motive power. I'm sure that I still have traces of Sunoco 260 running through my veins today! In 1967, at the wise old age of 14, I purchased a 1940 Pontiac Coupe from the local junk yard to build a Chevrolet V-8 powered Hot Rod. The car was running and drivable shortly after my 16th birthday, and I kept it for the next 28 years. (Then I got stupid and let it get away from me!) When Grandpa Roy retired from the service station business in 1969, the Macy's Garage tradition continued on a casual level at my home garage where I would rebuild engines, transmissions and carburetors for all of my friends. I also had to learn new skills that were needed to transform "The Coupe" into a true show stopper, skills such as body work, paint, and interior trim. Somewhere during my formative youth, I also acquired a taste for British sports cars. At various times "The Coupe" shared garage space with an Austin Healey Sprite, Triumph TR6 and an MG Midget, but what I really wanted was a TR4. Today, my current fleet of collector cars consists of multiple TriumphTR2's, TR3's, TR4's, and TR250’s (plus a '57 Chevy Sedan Delivery and a fiberglass '33 Ford Vicky), but mostly I'm just your basic car guy at heart with a big list of other makes and models that I'm always yearning for. Throughout the years, there's always been some kind of activity at Macy's Garage, as I maintained this sideline 'business' to help others maintain and improve their special cars. Today, following a career piloting airliners and corporate jets, Macy's Garage is once again a full time operation, employing 10 passionate and meticulous car guys who pamper 16-20 of our clients' Triumphs each and every day in our 12,000+ sq. ft. of paint and workshop space. Whether it's routine service or a ground up restoration, helping to keep these cars on the road is something that will always give us a great amount of pleasure. While this may be the new age and the 21st century, I'll never abandon the old fashioned principals of honesty, integrity, customer service, and quality workmanship that I learned so well in the last century. Those very same qualities are what sustained the original Macy's Garage for so many years, and will never go out of style as far as I'm concerned. My team here at Macy’s Garage are like family, our clients become our friends, and the cars cars are like our children. I wouldn't have it any other way! Back to History-1