Well, I really wasn't sure, but I think it was a 1940 Ford Fordor that brought me home from Henrotin Hospital in Chicago. The next one I am certain about was a 1951 Chevrolet 2-door sedan with automatic transmission - in black, of course. It had stickers in the glovebox saying it was made with war rationed materials. Mom learned how to drive on the Chevy and drove the family to Florida where I grew up.