'36 Chevrolet
That's me in the photo with a lot more hair than I have now. I paid my father, a car dealer, $300 for the car in sweet condition in 1947: $10 a week for 30 weeks, and never missed a payment. I earned the money from my after-school drug store job. (I gained a lot of weight working behind the soda fountain.) Many of my high school teachers didn't have a car during my senior year in 1948, but I did! I don't know what I would do with it if I still had it. I like my present car — a Cadillac DTS — better. The heck with nostalgia.
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