Then it was the ’40 ford Coupe, Black. I come close to getting my rear whipped by the owner of one once. (I was loving unwisely, as a teen)
I loved the 1953 Skylark Buick, but never really coveted one.
Most of our cars I have kept up (repaired). Seldom did we pay a mechanic for any work. I feel frustrated now when I open a hood and the car is so complicated I cannot even change the fan belt.
I SAW a new 1958 Rolls Royce, I had never seen even a picture of one that I knew of. This one was called ‘The Silver Cloud’. It was on display in Gulfport Mississippi. You could not come within ten feet of it. But it was pretty. I didn’t want one but looking at a car that was sold for $50,000 was something.
Anyway even though I can’t work on them, cars are better than they used to be. Harder to work on, the mechanic earns his money, but they are worked on less.
I had a ’48 convertible; my cousin bought it from dad. He went to sell it; the buyer said, "does it use oil?"
Ken said, "I don’t think so, it leaks out so fast it doesn’t have a chance to use any."
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Dishes! Hey folks , we only have two dishes to wash. Sometimes we have messy gravy and maybe some molasses. Stack the plates and they stick together. I just have to carry them 3 ft to the sink and the knife keeps them apart. BUT I WILL NEVER DO IT AGAIN! HONEST, OKAY? I WILL JUST REACH THEM AND PUT THEM IN THE SINK ONE DISH AT A TIME! LOL
Life is ten percent what you make it and ninety percent how you take it!