Rantings and Ravings and the Occasional Sane Comment of a priest blogging from the Global Center. I have a camera and I'm not afraid to use it! Now with Lovely Mona!!
WE HAD ONE OF THESE--complete with automatic transmission--Ours was two-tone Chocolate and Beige and it was around our family for years--pasted on from person to person as my parents specialized in Buicks for the remainer of their lives (really loved driving those Buicks around)! Memories, I was in early grade school when our Chevie came home to dazzle us!
Hey Padre, I see you got da car. My first car was a 1953 hardtop convertible (which really wasn't a convertible). Yeah. I'm gonna look for a 1934 car and add it to my post.
Abuelita, my first car was a 1950 Chevy I bought from a friend of my father for $100.00. It was way cool, but, since I actually hate cars, I killed it after a few years. I sold it to my brother, the Future Mechanic for $45.00 and he got it running but belching smoke. I believe he towed it to the junk yard.
Leonardo Ricardo! ¡Hermano mío! Your car had an automatic transmission? Was it those cool push buttons? The simulators we used in Driver's Ed at Camden Union High School in San José, CA. had those buttons. It's so good to hear from you, bruddah!
Padre, we killed my car returning from our honeymoon. We bought a brand new 1961 Ford Falcon, with the trade-in and no money down. Good thing, because we had no money, just brand new jobs.
Ha! My dad bought a 1961 Ford Falcon when we were preparing to go to Okinawa for our first term as missionaries. I remember going with him to Belmont, California, to pick it up. It turned out to be a lemon and he sold it before we left California in March of 1961. We remember that car in a less than fond manner!
Our Falcon was a good car, which we kept for years.
Yeah, Dad probably got the one lemon on the planet. We used the cars the mission had on Okinawa. I remember one being a big, pink, American car with the floor rusted out so that we kids in the back seat had to hold our feet up in the air so that we didn't fall through the floor.
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