'23 Durant Touring Car
It was a maroon four-door with a rag-top and removable isinglass windows that could be stored in the trunk. My father, Robert Brownlee, is holding me on the fender. In cold weather, my mother would heat bricks in the oven and wrap them with newspaper to put on the floor to keep our feet warm. The radiator heat gauge was mounted on the front of the hood. If the radiator got too hot, the gauge would whistle. When I was 5, we took a trip from Columbus, Ohio, to Pittsburgh. Apparently, I whistled a pitch like the heat gauge. My father found a place to pull over to check what was wrong. I made the mistake of showing off my whistling ability. I never whistled in that car again. He traded it in for a 1929 Essex.