'36 Pontiac Silver Streak
As a teenager, I adored the 1952 Chevrolet driven by Tony Conte, my first boyfriend at St. Pete High. Our romance lasted only a couple of years back then, but our love for old cars continued as we went on with our separate lives. Forty years later, following a class reunion, fate brought us back together again and we began a mission to find a '52 Chevy like his. We searched to no avail, but Tony eventually found an ad in the St. Petersburg Times for what turned out to be my dream antique car, a 1936 Pontiac Silver Streak, all original parts, with 74,000 original miles, absolutely no rust, runs perfectly. We took this baby for her first real drive following our wedding five years ago, from Good Shepherd Episcopal Church in Dunedin, up Alt. 19 three blocks to Bon Appétit restaurant, blasting Sherry from a boom box, bringing smiles and waves from onlookers along the way. The ample backseat easily held all four of my grandchildren on the ride. Shortly thereafter, we showed her off at Tony's annual Race and Classic Car Picnic, dressed in retro outfits.