Mark Huston

Someone cut away a significant amount of what was once a 1957 Chrysler wagon. Now it appears that rust is taking care of what is left. I believe this compact wagon is going to rust away before anyone is willing to pay to take away what is left.

We moved to Sacramento, California in about 1963 from the Midwest. My parents had three sons, and a 1962 Oldsmobile Starefire coupe. When we moved to California it was in the late winter and we took the southern route to California on Route 66. My mom wanted to see the Grand Canyon. When we pulled into the parking lot next to the edge of the Grand Canyon the wind was blowing at nearly gale force. We were told to stay in the car, however, there was something my mother wanted out of the car trunk and she insisted my dad get out of the car and get whatever it was she wanted. As my brothers and I sat in the back seat trying to see the Grand Canyon through the blowing sand I saw my dad's fedora hat blow by the side of the Oldsmobile and off over the edge of the canyon into the vast void of the Grand Canyon. My dad was very mad when he got back into the car. My mother was from Canton, Ohio and still had all of her extend family there. Every year, usually in December, we would drive from Sacramento, California to Canton, Ohio to visit my moms family for the holidays. My dad only stopped for gas on the nearly 2,500 mile drive. He would drive the 1962 Oldsmobile Starfire hard and as fast as he could. I remember the remote gas stations in the middle of nowhere when my dad needed gas in the middle of the night. Dad would pull into a dark gas station and knock on the door of the house next to the gas pumps to wake the station owner up to get gas. My brothers and I would be sleeping in the back seat of the Oldsmobile. Of course, as soon as we arrived at grandma's house my dad went to bed for the next two days so that he was recovered enough to do the return trip non stop. The 1962 Oldsmobile Starefire was the family car for about 10 years and made that non stop cross country drive nearly every year without a single breakdown. The Oldsmobile was replaced by a 1972 Chrysler New Yorker Brougham that never had to make the trip because my mother's parents moved to California from Ohio.

Craig's List ad has been deleted. This one must have found a new home.

Unfortunately, for many car enthusiasts authenticity gets in the way of enjoying their collector their way. Remember the advertising jingle? “Have it your way”

My 1961 Oldsmobile Starfire convertible that I had in the 1970s and 1980s. Wish I never sold it.

Are those knee knocker beverage holders in the rear seat compartment an original coach built feature? They seem very awkward to have been built by a coach builder like Barker.

Craig’s List ad has been deleted. Possibly someone loved this Buick so much they bought it. For every nut there is a bolt.

You will probably need to clean the end boss with a wire brush to get down to clean bare metal to read the serial number stamped into the metal.

Here are pictures of the 1929 President 8 and Commander 8 engines. I have circled the location of the stamped engine number for both engines. If the President is a 1929 the stamped engine number will begin with "FE" A 1929 Commander 8 stamped engine number will begin with "FD"

Before the pictures disappear with the ad here is the armored car.

I came late to the party and missed seeing the pictures of this Cadillac. This is an example of why it is beneficial to post the pictures of the subject car along with the link to the ad.

By the looks of what is left of this Chrysler I think it is has already been used as a parts car. You get to buy the unwanted remains.

Here is the the two tone salmon pink 1959 Dodge Coronet I had in the 1980s.

I just saw this picture for the first time on a Facebook group. There was no context or car identification. A couple of posters identified the car as a 1938 Chrysler possibly an Imperial and a convertible. However, no one knew anything about the location or the story behind the picture. Can anyone here fill in the blanks?

For 100k I shouldn’t have to do anything other than put gas in the tank. Maybe, I am out of touch or have unrealistic expectations.

My 1929 Studebaker President Brougham in front of the Fort Bidwell Hotel, Fort Bidwell, California. Fort Bidwell is located in Northeast California near the Oregon and Nevada border and was part of the trail used by the 49ers during the California Gold Rush.

When I was a teenager, my parents bought a brand new 1973 AMC station wagon in this same color green without the wood grain. We only had the car for a couple of months when we took a family trip from Sacramento to Lake Tahoe. Two adults and three teen boys. My dad was cussing the all the way up every mountain pass on highway 80. The car had no power to pull the mountain grades. After we returned from that trip my parents traded in the new AMC station wagon on a brand new Chrysler New Yorker Brougham with the big V8. Dad didn't complain about the power in the Chrysler - he switched to complaining about how much Chrysler sucked up the gas.

Packard 1928 German.

I like this Studebaker based on what few pictures were included with the ad. I wonder why all of the exterior pictures are of the passenger side exclusively and why are there no frontend, rear, under hood, or drivers side pictures?