The Evolution of Cars

Our kids never laid eyes on our long list of beasts of burden until tonight.  We had family togetherness time… around the computer with google images… so they could see with their own eyes our cool rides.  Hence, a blog tribute to coincide with this evening’s theme.  Fasten your seat belts.  We usually had two vehicles, and we prided ourselves on replacing the oldest one with a car at least ten years newer.  Thank God that’s over.

(Wrong year and wrong color, but close!)

The 1971 Toyota Corona Deluxe, aka: White Sheba.  Right before we were married we bought this car from my dad when it had over 200,000 miles on it (or was it 300,000??)…. but it had FACTORY air conditioning… rare indeed.  White Sheba’s license plate was personalized with my maiden name (minus a vowel) NIKANDR.  Rick and I were stopped at the US border once and the border patrol stuck his head out of his box when we pulled up and asked with raised eyebrows, “Nick and Doreen, right?”  We didn’t think of the plate and answered in confusion, “No, Rick and Linda????”

 (Rick’s was white but didn’t have numbers.)

The 1975 Dodge Colt was Rick’s first car… AND the car he impressed me with (WHAT was I thinking??..  this proves that love is blind.. and dumb.)  What I remember distinctly about this ride was its name “The Mold Mobile” due to the 2L of pop that poured out in the passenger side carpet… and somehow grew mold on the passenger seat belt (which I refused to touch or wear.)  When the headlights were being utilized the heater wasn’t functional.  So Rick would drive until he was frozen, then pull over and sit in the dark until the interior warmed up.  What fun!

The 1981 Chevy Van… it served its purpose, ok?!  The paint job was almost identical to this one, but we had major rust spots making it a three-tone paint job.  This beauty was christened The Party Van, for obvious reasons:  it had tri-colored shag carpet on the floor AND ceiling, tasteful wood paneled cabinetry, tweed upholstery and groovy orange lights all around the ceiling inside.  Rick bought this van when I wasn’t looking. 

The 1979 Ford Mustang.  OK, it would seem that Rick was cool with this car, but the color could only be classified as FLESH.  It was so ugly, I always felt half naked driving it, like all my skin was exposed.  I guess that would be fully naked, wouldn’t it?  This is the second car we owned when we were wed.  It had matching flesh colored seats with large patterned black and tan hounds-tooth fabric.  It was a 70’s wonder.

There were many more, but I’ll save those for another memorable blog. 

www.LindaCrosby.com

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One Response to “The Evolution of Cars”

  1. Jennie C. Says:

    Terry said he’s been in all those vehicles.

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