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Can't say I remember those places; our big night out was Friday.
A few games at the bowling alley, followed by burgers at the A&W.
We were all heavily influenced by "American Graffiti."
Lynn & I placed second at Lake Forest College's sock hop;
"Flash Cadillac & the Continental Kids" was the band.
We drove my '65 Impala, loaded with A/C, PS, PB, PW, P-seat,
spinner hubcaps...Big time for small-town high school kids!
TG
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Good Answer...you win a kewpie doll!
I went to high school in Kenosha from '71-'75, and it was a great time to live in "K-town."
Everyone in school had a brother, father, uncle, cousin...somebody working at the plant.
They'd slash your tires if you parked anything other than an AMC at the Kenosha Main Plant.
As the oldest plant in operation (Jeffery, Nash, AMC, later Renault & some Mopar products),
maybe that, and not the unions, was why Iaoccoca had it bull-dozed! This image comes from
the wonderful "American Motors Family Album," published by AMC in 1969. Now that Daimler-
Chrysler "owns" all things AMC (and it's forebears, the above + Hudson, Terraplane, LaFayette,
Kelvinator, and so forth), I hope the Highland Park Storm Troopers won't come Goose-Stepping
to my home to drag me off in chains for showing you the Cavalier.
<span style="font-style: italic">Sieg</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">Heil!</span>
TG
(My 1st "Car Show" was the first Nash-LaFayette
Car Club Meet held in Kenosha in summer, 1971.)
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I've been hunting this post since I put up pix of the Glidden Trophy two days ago.
If you'll notice atop the globe on your pendant, there sits a tiny 1901 Napier auto.
Go to the AACA Photo Gallery and key in: The Charles J. Glidden Touring Trophy.
You'll see the real thing as it exists today, minus the little car on top.
Methinks you have a little treasure on your hands.
If it was mine, I'd never part with it!
TG
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I'm going along with Stearns-Knight, 'cause of the thin bead at the top of doors,
also the seats, and as long as you could get a plated radiator shell in 1921.
Still, the louvers don't add up, and the rear door seems to be hinged wrong...
a custom-bodied Stearns?
TG
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The irony never seems to let up, well into the Seventies.
This one's downright sexist!
"Honey, no wonder you can't decide, what with that <span style="font-style: italic">rat's nest</span> on top of your skull!"
TG
(Makeup by Tammy Faye Bakker)
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Funny, last July, when I was at the quaint park at the base of the "Mighty Mac,"
I didn't notice anyone living in cardboard refigerator boxes
under the long approaches to the bridge.
TG
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Hey Amphicar,
There are many words in our vast lexicon that have taken on new,
somewhat kinky meanings thru the years.
I think you'll agree that this is one.
TG
Wanna play <span style="font-style: italic">ball</span>?
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<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Quote:</div><div class="ubbcode-body"><span style="font-weight: bold">Centurion, fantastic pix...too bad they have the Tacoma Library stamp on them!</span> </div></div>
"<span style="font-style: italic">Stamps</span>?...We don't need no <span style="font-style: italic">stinkin</span>' <span style="font-weight: bold">stamps</span>!
If anyone wishes copies of their own, clean, without the "stamp," they need only contact the library and shell out the cost of reprints. Since they're working from original negatives, my guess is that each one would cost $15-$25(?), and they'll probably give you the choice of glossy or matte finish. As the library "owns" them, they're proprietary information, and sold for private use only...any repros (publishing in articles or books,
posting on the web) is strictly <span style="font-style: italic">verboten</span>. The library charges additional fees for any publication rights.
Go back to Centurion's first post, click on the library link and pick from the excellent choices offered up. It would take years to amass a collection of this variety, scope, & quality...
This way, it's like the box chocolates in which you know <span style="font-style: italic">exactly</span> what you're gonna get!
TG
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Here's the '56 DeSoto intro Pushbutton Powerflite Tranny...
I always thought trolls lived under bridges.
TG
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If only Grandma had kept her Coronet! I'd buy a round of Centurions & Bonnevilles for everyone!
So many I'd have to hand 'em out in (rust)buckets...
But <span style="font-weight: bold">noooo</span>, she just <span style="font-style: italic">had</span> to have
that new '72 Swinger!
TG
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I'll toss this out: Pierce-Arrow, with regular (not fender-mounted) headlights; the radiator, door and fender shapes, (plus the distance of frame valance from fender to hood), and the large size point me there. The hood louvers want to make me keep looking, tho' it could be custom body touch.
TG
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"Make mine a Martini, <span style="font-style: italic">Daaahling</span>, den I vont to hear all about your <span style="font-weight: bold">clazzic</span> <span style="font-style: italic">Muzstang!</span>"
That's right folks, here she is again, shilling for stainless steel hubcaps, America's most famous "Copper Whopper"...Zsa Zsa Gabor, with parade-boot poodle in tow. The star of such memorable films as, "Queen of Outer Space" (1958), "Boys Night Out" (1960), and her last flic, 1978's, "Every Girl Should Have One."
Born in Budapest circa 1920, she's about <span style="font-style: italic">45</span>-<span style="font-weight: bold">ish</span> in these U.S. Steel ads from 1965, and yes, of course she was the "Queen," but I can't figure out exactly what she "Should Have." Maybe a Manhattan?
<span style="font-weight: bold">Gag Me!</span>
Ta-Ta For Now,
TG
(That's TTFN; "Queen-speak" for all you Earthlings.)
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Well then, you gotta check out the ultimate "Youper Snowplow",
over in "Bowdlerized Buicks", at BCA General Forum.
TG
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<span style="font-weight: bold">Yes</span>, you are <span style="font-style: italic">correct</span>, sir!...Just left out that one
<span style="font-style: italic">other</span> prerequisite for surefire selling success.
The <span style="font-style: italic">de rigeur</span> "<span style="font-weight: bold">Mustang II</span> <span style="font-style: italic">Front-end</span>!"
TG
Some Assembly Required.
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I found this most-unusual ad while toiling in the mines. I don't recall seeing many ads
extolling the rear end designs. Since it came from "Vogue", maybe it was a pitch at the
ladies..."<span style="font-style: italic">Plenty</span> of room for all Milady's Hatboxes <span style="font-weight: bold">and</span> <span style="font-style: italic">Steamer Trunks!</span>"
TG
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It's from the olden day Paste-up School of Design. It's actually from the "Buick Berle Show"'s '53-'54 Season. Wouldn't mind having the Caribbean that gloved hand is putting into gear!
The DeSoto came from a shot at a car show in Chicago in '92.
My how time flies!
TG
1934 Packard Twelve...did <span style="font-style: italic">any company</span>
have better advertising art, or what?
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You're aware that Kevin's 85-long, 200,000# "car" is a private rail car, the corporate jet of their day. It's doubtful that "Roamer" the rail car has anything in common with the Kalamazoo 4-wheeled version, save the name. My first stop would be in Tulsa, to see if there are any of Mr. Cosden's "papers" squirreled away in College, Chamber of Commerce, or Library collections. Newspaper items may help, but are tedious to go thru'.
Since Tulsa was on a roll back then as one of the largest oil producers
in the country, trade magazines of the day may help, too.
You don't ask the easy questions, do you? <img src="http://forums.aaca.org/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
TG
James B. Duke's Private Pullman car, the "Doris", named
for his daughter, at the NC Transportation Museum.
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mrP,
I'm glad those bills have meaning for you, and I've printed out your post to add to the brown envelope.
I like your Pushbutton signature, but only see it in your communiques.
I've attached a color version here from a rant I did on the Annual B-J Slaughterhouse Auction action, over in the BCA General Forum. Maybe it's time to move up to a full-color pushbutton.
Just a suggestion, and thanks for the info!
TG
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The Centurions were sweet, large cars with a clean design coupling restrained elegance and masculine power. My Great-uncle Yalmer had a '71 navy blue coupe w/black top that he kept until his death in 2002. Living in Michigan's Upper Peninsula, by that time the salt had ravaged it, but not beyond repair. I still remember how I enjoyed just looking at it, and washed and waxed every time he'd visit. If I ever find one that's right (for me), I'll get it. Brian, your car is gorgeous! Compared to the "Bordello by Buick" design trend of just a few years later, it's no wonder their star is on the rise. Exit scene; "<span style="font-style: italic">Walton's Mountain</span>", "<span style="font-weight: bold">Cut!</span>"
I'm glad to there are so many of you bending over backward to be the first in line to pontificate on the <span style="font-style: italic">Great American</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">B-J Spectacle</span> that just took place (kudos, Brian for your fine reportage), and your opinions are your own. But at a time in this (what used to be called) "hobby", when we're desperately trying to come up with ways to involve young folks in an affordable way, this insane "Assume the Position" mentality has got to change. And if any of you want to get reamed as some friends of mine have at these "<span style="font-weight: bold">Auction</span> <span style="font-style: italic">as Public Lynching Parties</span>", if you think <span style="font-style: italic">for one moment</span> that this has <span style="font-weight: bold">any</span> benefit, I've got a bridge to sell ya,
and some K.Y. jelly to give ya. Gotta hurry tho', the <span style="font-style: italic">Chariot Scene</span> in "<span style="font-weight: bold">Ben Hur</span>" will be on any minute.
Value, <span style="font-style: italic">Trends</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold">Return on Investment</span>, what is this, a freakin' "Tea Party"? Breaktime at the <span style="font-style: italic">Bean-Counter's Ball?</span> When's the rolling cart with finger sandwiches going to arrive? "After <span style="font-style: italic">you</span>." "Oh no, I <span style="font-style: italic">insist</span>, after <span style="font-weight: bold">you</span>." I'm starving alright, but it's for rational thought, not sliced cucumbers on tri-corn white bread, shared with gossippy old Pea Hens! I <span style="font-style: italic">did</span> do something that fed my soul, though; I stayed away from <span style="font-weight: bold">The Spectacle</span> completely. Between cleaning the cat box, rearranging my sock drawer, and adjusting the rabbit ears, I just couldn't find the time!
Besides, if I'm watching something that makes my blood boil, or the bile rise up <span style="font-style: italic">quicker than</span> Paris Hilton's <span style="font-weight: bold">Party Frock</span>, I have the power to change it...and so do you. It's right there in your hand (or in the Barcalouger's cupholder), next to your adult beverage. They call it a <span style="font-weight: bold">Remote</span>. You're sitting on the
<span style="font-style: italic">Other Great Power</span>, your wallet, and the two fit hand-in-glove.
Some things in life (guilty pleasures, too) are inevitable...For example, I <span style="font-style: italic">know</span> they're going to, "<span style="font-weight: bold">Sink the Bismarck</span>", so does that mean I have to watch it <span style="font-style: italic">every</span> time it airs? The sponsors will get it eventually, if we just tuned out. Let the wolves have their slaughter, with overgrown boy/sheep gesticulating wildly, frothing at the mouth, letters of credit flying thru the air like hats on Graduation Day at West Point.
Here's an alternative, my favorite thing on TV...<span style="font-weight: bold">The DeSoto Channel</span>. It never changes, it's always the same; "<span style="font-style: italic">"Tomorrow's Test Pattern Today"</span>, and tomorrow, and the day after that. And if I get tired of watching the same old thing, day in, day out, I just mash a button, <span style="font-style: italic">et voila</span>, I'm now watching <span style="font-weight: bold">The Packard Channel</span>. They have <span style="font-style: italic">Color</span>, 'cause they have better sponsors. And every now and then, when the atmospheric conditions & planetary parameters are just right, you can pick up, "<span style="font-weight: bold">Milton Berle's Buick Show</span>."
You <span style="font-style: italic">really</span> should tune in, the bar's always open, and there's a whole crowd waiting for you,
with <span style="font-style: italic">nary a</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">wolf</span> <span style="font-style: italic">in sight</span>. And the cars? Just the way you like 'em, only the price of admission
<span style="font-style: italic">does</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">not</span> include selling your soul to highest bidder.
TG
Guilty of Pontification
by Association <img src="http://forums.aaca.org/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
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That's awesome,
The "Finger-Tip Control" is pretty keen, but it didn't do a thing for Edsel, either.
TG
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Appropriately named car for such a li'l tough-guy...<span style="font-weight: bold">Whippet</span>!
New for '29 with "<span style="font-style: italic">Finger-Tip Control</span>", priced with Ford.
And, buster, don't argue with him, or he'll haul off
and give you a "<span style="font-style: italic">knuckle sam-wich!</span>"
TG
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The blame used to be put on the Bean-Counters, and now we've got Brand-Management Wienies.
Reminds me of a famous scene from the Mel Brooks <span style="font-weight: bold">classic</span>, "<span style="font-style: italic">Blazing Saddles.</span>"
"Put 'em together and what have you got? Bippitee <span style="font-style: italic">Boppittee</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">POO</span>!"
TG
Pssst...hey <span style="font-style: italic">tenderfoot</span>, wanna buy a <span style="font-weight: bold">Dee-Sota</span>?
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These are my favorites of the myriad papers they kept on that Packard.
The price for the supplies for the "Bump & Paint"...
<span style="font-weight: bold">One Dollar</span>!
TG
No wonder I'm such a <span style="font-weight: bold">Pack</span><span style="font-style: italic">rat</span>, it's in the <span style="font-style: italic">genes</span>!
Buicks in the movie "Hush...Hush, Sweet Charlotte"
in Buick - General
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"<span style="font-weight: bold">Hush, Hush, Sweet Charlotte</span>" is one of the best Buick films EVER!
Poor spinster Charlotte (Bette Davis), driven into seclusion (and near-madness) after the death of her one true love (Bruce Dern, the husband of Jewell Mayhew), beheaded at a soiree years before, is set upon by; the county, who wants to build a bridge right thru her plantation home, her "evil" cousin Miriam (Olivia DeHavilland, in a role Joan Crawford was originally set to play), and Miriam's lover Dr. Drew (Joseph Cotten). Miriam & Drew are trying to drive her <span style="font-style: italic">totally</span> mad to get all of Charlotte's money.
Mary Astor, (in her last film role) as Jewell Mayhew, rich in name only, sitting years later in her "ruined finery," utters the classic line, "<span style="font-style: italic">You see, I am not a well woman</span>," to a sympathetic Cecil Kellaway. Agnes Moorhead, as Velma, the frumpy housekeeper, plays a role nowhere near her much-more glamorous "Endora."
Buicks abound, notably the two '64 Electra 225 sedans. You MUST screen this film when you can, as it's full of twisted "Southern Charm." I can't type fast enough to say how good it is. At the end, Charlotte, vindicated of her imagined wrong-doings in the past, makes a grand exit in a dark 225 Sedan. It looks just like my own "Black Beauty," which I've attached. Worth watching just for her being
chauffeured away in that <span style="font-weight: bold">Beautious Big Buick</span>.
1964 Buicks (even the Special Sedan) were never lovelier than in this camp classic!
TG
Miriam, who's blackmailed Jewell into poverty, arrives from Paris to help Charlotte close the house. At dinner, Charlotte asks her what job she's been doing all these years, to which she answers, "Public Relations." Charlotte quickly shoots back,
"Public relations?...sounds <span style="font-style: italic">dirty</span> to me!"