03Lightningrocks wrote:jimlongley wrote:...
In 1966, when I bought my first brand new car,
I bet you wish you still had that car... no matter the brand or model, it would fetch a nice chunk of change at a car auction.
Do tell... I don't want to be jealous. Please don't say it was a Ford Mustang...LOL. Just for fun... what was it?
Yeah, my girlfriend wrecked it and darned near killed me in the process. A '66 Ford Custom 500, just about as plain as they come, fleet grey with a red interior, black wall tires, the truck 6 cylinder engine and a beefed up transmission for trailer towing (factory upgrades). The person that ordered it that way had decided to upgrade to a wagon, so this one sat on the showroom floor. $2186.32 out the door, I bet it might fetch a thousand or so.
Another volunteer fireman bought one just like it, and a couple of weeks later my parents sat me down for a lecture: "Gary is your friend and a fellow firemen"; "Phyllis is pretty but . . ."; and I couldn't figure out what the heck they were talking about. It seems they had noticed that my car was parked in front of Gary and Phyllis' house all day every day, when I was supposed to be at school. Same car, same fireman's hat in the back window (remember when there were shelves back there?) and the same blue light on the roof (the FD got them, package deal) but mine had a six foot fuzzy pink snake run across the back window (a carnival prize) and his didn't.
Had a "Slingerlands Volunteer Fire Department" sticker where the Ford dealer's logo had been, but as I was a "family member" of the NRA, I didn't have that sticker to put on there.