Jamie Kitman

2 weeks ago | hagerty.com | Jamie Kitman

My mother always liked white cars, though we only had one growing up, a white Saab 99LE, circa 1974. As the unsuccessful naysayers in the familial buying delegation (that constituency would be my father and a non-voting but voluble and highly opinionated, self-proclaimed 16-year-old automotive expert—me) predicted to her, white cars got dirty too easily. I doubt this is why I never liked them, though. I just preferred other colors more.

4 weeks ago | hagerty.com | Jamie Kitman

Ever on the lookout for interesting new machinery, I couldn’t help but notice recently when three unrelated Ineos Grenadiers began trundling around my small, leafy suburb, north by northwest from New York City. They looked good.

1 month ago | hagerty.com | Jamie Kitman

It happens like this: Production calls and tells us they’re looking for a “star” or “hero” car for an upcoming movie or TV show. Said car will play frequently as the wheels of a or the lead character (the hero). Sometimes production knows what vehicle they want. Sometimes they don’t. Either way, once they decide on a vehicle, they’ll ask, often unexpectedly, if we can double it for them. That is, find another identical car (color, inside and out, same transmission, wheels, etc.) We never complain.

1 month ago | msn.com | Jamie Kitman

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1 month ago | hagerty.com | Jamie Kitman

Me and Land Rovers, we go back a long way. In the early Sixties, around the time I entered kindergarten, my dad, a freelance satirist named Marvin Kitman, went on staff at the newly formed Monocle, a satirical magazine based in New York. (No relation, incidentally, to a newer magazine by the same name.) In 1964, the magazine, which, owing to financial constraints, called itself a “sporadical,” publication, launched what I believe was one of the first-ever satirical presidential campaigns.