The car was a 66 Ford & I loved it so, my first car, I was in it never bored...
The gas prices were quite low,
So never did I drive anywhere slow,
I drove an old Ford four door,
I drove 12 miles to go to the store.
I liked to go on outings,
Up north to the mountains,
West to the Amish country,
And again north to different sea shores,
My ocean there was the same, but different.
You have reminded me of my first car, a 1965 black, two-door Comet Caliente. I hated driving that thing. The clutch was horrible and actually, that car came from back east where, as you know, there is a lot of snow in winter. That means a lot of salt on the roads. Hence why the car was all rusted underneath. I traded it in (for an extra 100 dollars) on a 1966 Rambler Rogue (two-door, vinyl hardtop, automatic with pretty decent radio... ...I added an eight track deck later). That car was just fine. The front bucket seats would go all the way down so that, if a person needed, a bed could easily be made. That car saw me through university (six years). Now you know... ...the rest of the story. No, I guess you only know a very small part of the story actually. ☺ Love and peace,
My first car was a similar black 57 Ford Fairlane 500 four-door sedan. My father ordered it from the factory, sold it to a schoolteacher, and I reacquired it at 60,000 miles.
The stepson of a cousin out in California offered me his two-year-old 66 midnight blue Ford convertible with a white interior, but I turned it down to buy my 66 Olds Toronado.
Rosetta was born in 1909 as the youngest of ten children. The family had more laughter than money and neighbors would knock on their door to ask, "Can we come in and laugh, too?"
Rosetta was born in 1909 as the youngest of ten children. The family had more laughter than money and neighbors would knock on their door to ask, "Can we come in and laugh, too?"
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Deborah
Regis
My first car was a similar black 57 Ford Fairlane 500 four-door sedan. My father ordered it from the factory, sold it to a schoolteacher, and I reacquired it at 60,000 miles.
The stepson of a cousin out in California offered me his two-year-old 66 midnight blue Ford convertible with a white interior, but I turned it down to buy my 66 Olds Toronado.
Ron
Love ya!
Jane
My first car was a '67 AMC Rambler. Easily the least cool car in the county! But I loved it, scotched driver's seat, oxidizing yellow paint and all.
Thanks for the memories...
Rebecca