Back in 1956, I had just graduated from New Kensington High School. I landed a good high paying job and I bought a brand new Ford Fairlane convertible with a Police Interceptor engine. Man, I was cool. All us cool guys had flattops with a ducktail haircut, wore our collars turned up, wore pegged pants and listened to Elvis. Back then, we walked with a strut not a shuffle. Our pastime consisted of waxing the cars including the engine, drag racing and cruising the local Big Boy hamburger shop looking for quail (chicks). When somebody says remember the good old days, my mind flashes back to this period of time, I wonder why. I was fulfilling my military obligation during the Cuban crises and after that; I spent five years in night school. I looked up one day and I had a wife and four children, driving a station wagon and building a house. What the hell happened? Just recently, I looked up and it happened again, I have a lovely second wife, ten grand children counting step grand children and soon to be a great grandfather. I now drive a pickup truck so I can haul horseshit for the garden. Oh boy, remember the good old days?
John
My first car
John's Garden Journal 
Yeah, but now looking back you can prove you’ve truly lived.
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Yea, I was there the whole time. :o)
John
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In high school my best friend and I would “drag the gut” in her mother’s 49 Ford. We’d pool our money to buy 25-cents worth of gas for the night!
After high school I drove a 1956 Chevy Belair convertible, red and white. I went to a car show last weekend, and there were two of them, identical to the one I used to own. Brought back memories, and sure made me wish I still had my car.
Granny
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In high school my best friend and I would “drag the gut” in her mother’s 49 Ford. We’d pool our money to buy 25-cents worth of gas for the night!
After high school I drove a 1956 Chevy Belair convertible, red and white. I went to a car show last weekend, and there were two of them, identical to the one I used to own. Brought back memories, and sure made me wish I still had my car.
Granny
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Granny, I bet you wore a skirt, penny loafers and white socks also, :o)
John
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You don’t give yourself enough credit! Your still a “cool dude” 😀
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John, In the winter I wore white buckskin loafers, only Jantzen socks (rolled waaaay down) with matching Jantzen sweaters, and tight…really pencil thin skirts, Marilyn Monroe bleached hair. In the summer it was full skirts, one year with hoops, one year with poodles (with haircut to match). Maybe I’ll put my grad pic up on my blog for ya 😉
Granny
Class of ’57.
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John, In the winter I wore white buckskin loafers, only Jantzen socks (rolled waaaay down) with matching Jantzen sweaters, and tight…really pencil thin skirts, Marilyn Monroe bleached hair. In the summer it was full skirts, one year with hoops, one year with poodles (with haircut to match). Maybe I’ll put my grad pic up on my blog for ya 😉
Granny
Class of ’57.
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What do you mean ‘was’! Once cool, always cool! Besides- you’re a gardener! Gardeners are just cool, no matter what!
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What do you mean ‘was’! Once cool, always cool! Besides- you’re a gardener! Gardeners are just cool, no matter what!
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My father was doing about the same thing. He was an amature race car driver, an olympic class swimmer among other things. I’m sure he’d be drooling over that car.
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sinfonian, I almost bought a midget racer until my father found out. It was so neat looking I figured he couldn’t get upset….WRONG
Tessa, thanks that’s another comp. but jsmoe’s doesn’t count, He is my number three son.:)
Granny, I will use my pic for the avatar if you do.
John
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You’ve got it, John. My kids will really think I’ve lost it now 😉
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You’ve got it, John. My kids will really think I’ve lost it now 😉
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No bias here! 🙂
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