I was given the family car, a '69 Ford Country Squire Station wagon, pale yellow in color with a wood look panel wrapped around it and a luggage rack on top. At first I hated it cuz everybody else had little sports cars, but then I loved it because it became the party mobile cuz I could fit so many people in it
A 1959 Nash Rambler, white over maroon. Flathead 4 banger with the gear shift on the dashboard. Grey and white checked interior. The front seat would lay flat and it made a nice big bed. Radio knobs as big as your hand! My baby brother won it in a local radio auction for $69!! I found a dime on the floor in the back seats, so it only cost me $59.90!! Ran like a top, and it made 80 mph easily. The car died one day as I crossed a street downtown and someone helped me push it to a gas station nearby. It was diagnosed as a bad vacuum spark advance, and after weeks, they gave up trying to find a new one. We even tried the local junkyard. I dearly wish I had that car today. Truly, I do.
1961 Ford Fairlane that my brother won in a raffle and gave to me. It was a 3 speed on the column and I had to learn how to drive it, but I was determined.
After I graduated college , in 1964, my parents gave me a red 1964 Oldsmobile. I was married in 1965 and we later sold the car to my sister in law. She left her St Bernard in the car for a few minutes one day and he ate the dashboard. My poor car, that I loved.
It was a 1966 Mercury Park Lane I bought in 1974. I was working at a gas/service station. I pumped gas, cleaned, ran errands, and completed small mechanical work. I gentleman brought the car up to the station & asked the mechanic if he knew anyone that wanted to buy a car. The mechanic had the guy pull it in & looked under the hood & under the car. He asked the guy, "how much?" the gentleman said $200, & the mechanic said "Be back here tomorrow at 6pm & I will have a cash buyer for you. The guy was thrilled & as he was leaving, I asked the mechanic, "Who's your cash buyer?" & he answered "YOU!". I reminded him I was only 15 years old & couldn't buy a car. He said the car was too great of a deal & that I should buy it. I said OK. I got home that evening & told my parents I was buying a car. They both said "You can't buy a car." I said O well & went to sleep.
The next day I stopped at the bank & took out $200. At the time that was half my life savings. I then went to work at the station at 5pm.
AT 6pm the gentleman with the 66 Mercury pulled in. I gave him the $200, we went to the drug store next door, got the title signed & notarized, & I get the keys. I told the mechanic my parents said I couldn't buy a car, but they were wrong as I had just bought a car. The mechanic said the notary at the drug store knew me from the station & just guessed I was over 18. I drove it home after work & my parents said "What is that?" I told them I could buy a car & I did. They said we didn't mean you "can't buy a car" we mean you CAN'T BUY A CAR!". I asked "What should I do? I have the notarized title and everything. "They said "You better not drive it till you have a license & You better take care of it. They finally agreed I could drive it to work if I was doing any work to it. The station was .1 mile away, 1/10 of a mile. I worked on the car almost every day & took the long way home. It was a boat & I was the first in my circle of friends to have a car. Oh, the stories I can't repeat.
It was a powder puff blue Dodge Dart GT 1965 with a blue racing stripe down the hood, and a push button transmission, and a thrush muffler. LOL. What a ride!
it was an old ford galaxy 500 don't remember the year but my biggest memory is having a car full of kids and when i hit the key it went poof and flames shot out from under the hood 1 of the 6 kids froze so I had to pull her out popped the hood and threw a quilt on top of the engine and smothered it out. I didn't have the money for another car but it took me a whole 40.00 for new hoses wires and a rebuilt carburetor and she was back on the road again so I learned 2 things that day my niece is a freezer if anything scary happens and fords are always dogged but that was my first car and i traded it in for a 1974 ford pinto hatchback a few years later so needless to say I am not a ford hater..haha
My car was a 1968 Buick Skylark. White body with black rag top. I was 18 fresh out of high school. I told then boyfriend (we married in 1973) to ride with me cause my tank was full. Off we go. After driving several different places and picked up a burger my car stopped. My boyfriend/husband knew abt cars. I had ran out of gas. The needle didn't work. I was so mad. He had a friend to bring gas and we went back to the dealership. He knocked something off what I had paid cause I had paid cash.
My first car was either early 60’s or late 50’s. It was a 3-speed on the column. I was always afraid when I had to stop on a hill and there were cars behind me. Oh, and it was a convertible. I bought it from my Grandma.
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