Regular Car Reviews: Regular Cars for Mortals “Cars are machines. But they’re also art form in what they inspire in auto enthusiasts. In a literary sense, cars are romanticism. The emotions they create overpower reason and fical responsibility. And that’s true of just about every...
DAILY PHOTO: Filling station, Upper Peninsula of Michigan, 1977. A man smokes a cigar while a girl plays the violin and a boy holds a bucket for berry-picking. There is so much going on in this fascinating photo. What else do you see? Join the conversation on Facebook where fans pointed out things...
DAILY PHOTO: Boys from the Cardinal Gibbons H.S. Class of 1986, Raleigh, North Carolina. I am absolutely in love with this car. It’s a red Buick Regency convertible with a white top. A rare sight even back in 1986. But I can see you Your brown skin shining in the sun You got your hair combed...
Over the river and through the woods to grandmother’s house we go… in a Gremlin! Vintage Gremlin Today’s special photo features kids all dolled up for Christmas 1973, standing in front of a 1970s-era Gremlin. The basket on the hood has holiday bows stuck on it and the...
A 1962 Ford Fairlane | 7.12.2015 | 13th and Broadway in Oklahoma City
Robert and I took the kids on a jaunt down a portion of the Mother Road, Route 66, earlier this week. It was a quick trip through Amarillo, final destination: Tucumcari, New Mexico. I’ll be sharing my photos in a several upcoming posts. There’s just too much Route 66 awesomeness for...
I remember my father pulling into full-service gas stations (only on payday) and feeling our tires compress the hose that went ding-ding. A guy in a blue shirt with a red rag hanging out of his back pocket would appear at the driver’s side window, and my father would say, “Fill...
Donk Cars I took my Jeep in for an oil change recently and while I was there I noticed an old Caprice painted bright yellow and featuring the Waffle House name and slogans. It also had custom interior that included embroidered waffles on the back seats. The car belonged to a mechanic who let me...
Now, the neighbors come from near and far As we pull up in our brand new used car I wish he’d just hit the gas and let out a cry and tell ’em all they can kiss our asses goodbye Last night, I asked some of my friends on Facebook to share the first word that came to mind when they saw...
Guest Post by Billy Elliott One day, my Dad came home with our latest used car. It was an extremely funny looking car that looked like it was out of some Saturday morning cartoon; kind of like a sketch, a drawing, a made-up car. Perhaps, something Miss Piggy’s sister would have been seen...
Guest Post by Billy Elliott When I was about eight years old, Dad bought our latest used car. He must have really needed this latest one. Our family was growing, and we needed a bigger car for sure. Dad also needed a dependable car for work. So one day, he comes home on payday with our...
Guest Post by Billy Elliott When she married, Mom told us about the car that Dad had at the time, a 1949 Oldsmobile Convertible. She always rolled her eyes when speaking of “that thing” and admitted being embarrassed to even ride in it. Dad, on the other hand, LOVED that car. He would...
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