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It started when I was trashing a perfectly good toy car to add to my miniature McSwine farm.

“No, no, no, Dad!” protested my son Brent. “Don’t just take pictures of your miniature stuff. Tell the story!”

Duh. Of course. That’s how “McSwine Flu—the Movie” came about. And that’s how a classic 1940 Ford Deluxe coupe ended up as a chicken coop at the Texas State Fair. A first-place winner in the adult scale models category!















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Posted in Big News about Small Stuff

Lessons from a ’67 Mustang

1967 Mustang Don RegierI grew up in a Chevy family. Second-hand Chevys. When Jan and I had the opportunity to buy our first new car, I broke the pattern and decided to buy a new Ford Mustang. “Could we go look at the Chevys one more time?” my Dad pleaded. But I was hooked. And so began a love affair . . .

Posted in Cars I've loved

How to Total a Model Car.

Iron Pump 5505. 300 pxDecker McSwine hasn’t totally totalled his classic ’40 Ford coupe. Not yet. He’s working on it incrementally. But here’s a start.




Boiling Water 5487.300 px1. Put a rock or hard object into a sauce pan. Heat the water to boiling.

2. Push the car into the rock. Don’t hold it there too long. We want bent plastic, not melted plastic. This method will wreck only the plastic parts.


1949.50 Fords160329-0001.300 pxHere’s a totally plastic ’49 Ford that I totaled fifty years ago. Too bad I didn’t know about Rust-all.

The gold shag carpet is proof that I wrecked this car back in 1966.


Posted in How-to

Stealing hubcaps

Well, not really stealing, but I caught your attention, didn’t I? In this video post I’ll show you how…

Posted in How-to

It’s a Truck! . . . It’s a Car! . . .

It’s a new 1936 Chevy that my parents received as an engagement present! That business coupe had only one seat, but when our family outgrew it, Daddy created a perch out of the package panel and an old cushion that he pushed in through the trunk. So my brother and I rode sideways from the Kansas farm to my uncle and aunt’s wedding in North Dakota. I borrowed a match book from one of the motels, and when I lit a match along the way I burned my finger. Daddy said, “Somebody’s burning stubble around here.”

That car served our family well, but it also performed all the duties of a farm truck. That’s why it took on the aroma of freshly-ground cattle feed. After he filled up the trunk and the interior with feed bags, Daddy would stack more bags on the front fenders. The headlights kept the bags from falling off in case of a sudden stop.

Everything changed on the day when Daddy drove onto the farm in a brand new 1948 International farm truck. Memories wash over me when I think of that truck. I catch a whiff of fresh maroon paint. Between my bare toes I feel the squish of a truck load of newly-harvested wheat. I taste the wheat kernels that turned into chewing gum.

When my brother and I rode on the 16’ flat bed we sat safely behind the cab. But when our family drove the five miles to church in town, we all crowded into the cab of the International. The truck was too big for the church parking lot, so we parallel-parked down the street by the hospital.

In those days we figured out how to make things work, even if it meant using the car as a truck or using the truck as a car.

By Janice Harder Regier with Don Regier


Our 1936 ChevyJan with the ’36 coupe in 1963

Our 1948 InternationalThe ’48 International in the ’70’s

Posted in Nostalgia

Fifty Years Ago at This Moment

August 23, 1965Fifty years ago today at 3:30pm CDT, Jan and I arrived in Dallas, not even knowing where to find Dallas Seminary. We took a wild guess, hung a left on Commerce Street, and ended up 2 blocks from Swiss Avenue.

We met Joel Andrus, second year student, on the steps of Mosher Library. He graciously took us home for supper, and we probably gave Joel and Donna our hacking cough.

Stayed 2 or 3 nights at the Lawnview Motel on Thornton Fwy (sign is still there, $6/couple at that time), and found hair in the bed. Rented #306 in the Gaylord Apartments for $45 plus $12/month for electricity to run our window unit which we bought for $40 from Millionaire on Ross.

Tuition was $10/hr, and we got down to our last $10 before Jan got her Texas Cosmetologist’s license.

We are so grateful for God’s hand in bringing us here to DTS. It changed our lives. And that’s what I want to tell new students at Dallas Theological Seminary.

Posted in Nostalgia

How to Shave Off Your Beard

Don’t waste your wonderful beard asset. Shave it off in stages and become somebody else. Look at my transformation . . . from bad . . . to worse     . . . to worst!

Posted in How-to

One More “Most Exciting Sound in the World”

I know. I know. I understand the comparative and superlative. Good, better, best, and all that. Not all of these sounds can be “the most exciting.” Humor me one more time.

Here’s another recording from 1962. I wanted to preserve the sound of my ’51 Chevy with its loud pipes (actually, one muffler was stock and the other was home-made).

So I set up the Webcor tape recorder and put the microphone in my folks’ bedroom window. Then I did a drive-by.

Unbeknownst to me, Dad got on the mic and narrated. “Fifty-Four” was my brother Richard in his ’54 Chevy Powerglide, and Dad called me “Five-One.” Pretty corny.

For years I regretted that he had messed up my recording, but now I realize that hearing his voice again might be the “most exciting sound in the world.” Listen to this!

Where were you in ’62?

Posted in Nostalgia

‘Nuther “Most Exciting Sound in the World”

I take that back. There’s not just one “most exciting sound in the world.” There are actually two, and if I think about it long enough I may come up with three.

The first one is the sound that an old-fashioned screen door makes when you slam it (see my earlier post).

The second, the sound of an in-line Chevy 6 engine with dual exhausts and glasspack mufflers.

In 1962 the engine of my ’53 Chevy needed help. The previous owner had beat the tar out of his dad’s low-mileage Two-Ten 2-door, and now it was time for me, the third owner, to fix it.


I wanted to listen to it one more time, and to preserve the sound for future generations. So I set up the Webcor tape recorder (reel to reel) and placed the microphone in my upstairs bedroom window.

In this recording you’ll hear me race down the stairs, run through the dining room and the kitchen, slam that wonderful screen door, then start the old warrior and rev it up.

You can call ’em anything you like: “duals,” “twins,” “pipes,” “twice pipes,” or just “those obnoxious neighbor kids raising heck again,” but the sound still reminds me of a WWII dive bomber.

Listen to this, and let it take you back to the day.

Where were you in ’62?

Posted in Nostalgia


Thank you for reading Prodigal Pig Tale. If you haven’t read it, click on the “new book” tab above. It’s a story about forgiveness for “kids of all ages.”

Even if you’re very young, you know that you’ve done things that need to be forgiven. And you know that you need to forgive other people for bad things they have done to you. You probably also understand that you’ll never really be happy unless you forgive and are forgiven.

Here’s what I want to tell you about that:

1. Forgiveness begins with God.

The God who made us wants to give us something very special. He wants to give us a wonderful gift. He wants to give us eternal life, life that goes on forever and forever in Heaven, with Him.


But we have a problem. God’s book, the Bible, tells us that we have all done bad things. These bad things are called “sin.” They’re things that make God sad. He can’t let us into Heaven because our sins would ruin Heaven.

The Bible tells us that our sins have separated us from God, so He must turn away from us. We can never see God because of our sins. The penalty for sin is separation from God forever.


But God loves us very much. The Bible says that “. . . God loved the world so much that He sent His only Son, that whoever believes on Him will not perish, but have everlasting life.”

God’s Son Jesus died on a cross to pay for our sins. He took our punishment for us.

But the really wonderful thing is that He came back to life and went back to Heaven where He is waiting for us.


Now God is free to offer us a wonderful gift. “The gift of God is eternal life,” says the Bible. He offers to forgive us and to take away our sins so that we may enter Heaven and live with Him forever and forever. He wants to give us the wonderful gift of forgiveness and eternal life.

When somebody gives you a gift, what do you do? You reach out and take it. You accept it. What do you say? You say “thank you.”

Have you ever received God’s gift of forgiveness and eternal life? You can trust Him right now to give it to you.

2. Now that you have been forgiven, it’s easier to forgive people who have done bad things to you.

Posted in Forgiveness

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