In an earlier post I shared my grandmother's subterfuge about how long it took her to drive from Hobbs to Illinois. You can read about it here
My grandfather test drove Harley Davidsons in the early 1900's and eloped with my grandmother riding in a sidecar. Unfortunately we don't have a photo of that event. But here is a great poster that makes me think of them.
Mom crashed her uncle's Model T when she was about ten year's old which would have made it 1927. Now I wished I had asked Mama just how mad her uncle was with her. My uncle Ben told me the story which mad Mama mad at him.
In her eighties, my mother, Rose Lee, still loved cars, and nostalgic for the 1965 Mustang that my Dad had purchased years before, decided to replace her 12 year-old-Buick with a new Ford Mustang Convertible. Many of our friends were skeptical that this was a good idea as they were all trying to convince their parents that they should quit driving altogether. At that point, Mama was still picking up my daughter's from school and taking them out for her "adventures." They loved being picked up in her new yellow convertible. In fact, all of her friends always wanted Mama to drive as well.
Even my sister's and my friends were tickled when we occasionally borrowed it for a special ocassion. Here is a photo of a friend of Rosalind's birthday party with my Mother in front.
Yesterday, I was reminded that it might be good if I slowed down just a bit, as I scrapped the undercarriage of my car as I flew into a friend's driveway.
American's love affair with their cars (and traveling fast!) began when Henry Ford introduced his automobile and made it affordable for many folks to purchase. Ford Motor Company is celebrating the 150 anniversary of his birth with many events over 2013. For a calendar of events, click