When I was a little kid, my dad always drove Fords. But a lot of years went by before I found out why. After WWII, (Dad flew a P-51) Dad went to work for Alcoa. They were heavy into R & D, developing new alloys for engine parts for military aircraft, as the pistons of the day weren't all that good at tolerating high levels of boost in the turbocharged Allisons, Merlins, Grifons and such. As Dad used to say, "When the fan quits turning, you can't just get out and walk home." Anyway, all the major automakers had stuff being developed there, too. The engines were Fords, Cadillacs, Packards, Studes, Chevies, etc.
Their methods were crude, as Dad told it, but they would assemble these engines with the latest parts, fire them up and run them under load with the throttles open...and wait for them to come apart. He said that it appeared to him that the Fords generally stayed together longer than the others, and he started buying Fords for that reason. His youngest brother (Uncle Jack) went to work for Ford in the late fifites, eventually supervising development of emissions systems before he retired. He lived in the Detroit area but he spent lots of winters in Florida, flogging new iron at the Naples proving grounds What a cool job!
Anyway, since those guys were my heroes, I naturally followed suit. I guess my love of Fords is sort of like diahhrea.......It runs in my genes (jeans).