In Sept. 18 IssueRussell County NewsBy Ron Cowell, Columnist
I must be getting old or at least that's what I'm told all the time. It seems like I get more and more enjoyment out of the old songs, old cars and thinking about the one that got away.
No, I'm not talking about an old girlfriend I'm talking about the one car that I had that I never forgot and sold and wish I had it today. I think everyone knows that feeling. Every time I attend a Car show or event as I walk through the crowd I can almost bet I will hear several conversations about the car I use to have and wish I had it now.
In my younger days I had so many cars I can't count them all. When I first moved in the neighborhood where I bought my first house my neighbor thought I worked for a car dealer because every few days I was driving home in a different car. One year I bought and sold so many cars I got a letter from the state telling me if I bought one more car that year I would have to get a dealer's license.
I just couldn't help myself, if I saw a car that I wanted I bought or did some swapping to get it.
I had Corvettes, GTO's , a Chevelle, and yes even a couple of Fords. That brings me to the one that I let get away. Out of all the cars and trucks I owned my favorite was a 1957 Ford Custom. It was a 2 door hardtop, two tone red and white with a gold strip in between the chrome. It was a Sweetheart.
It had the 272 V8 in it if I remember right and I ran straight pipes that sounded oh so nice when I got on it. You could hear it rumble for blocks away. I only paid $75.00 for that car. Yep,,, back then you could buy a new car for little over a thousand or maybe $1800.00.
There are many stories I could tell about that old car or I should say that car could tell about me but we won't get into that. Some things are better left unsaid. When I bought it, it was faded from the sun and oxidation. It took me several days of rubbing compound and polish but I had it shinning like new again. In fact the guy I bought it from wanted me to sell it back to him. Not a chance.
I have no idea why that car sticks in my mind to this day but it's there and one day I will have another one.
I have since looked for another "57" Ford that I could restore and paint it the same color. I found a few but either it was too much money for the car, or the car was completely junk or the owner did not want to sell. Hey !! Do you know where there is a 1957 Ford Convertible for sale? If so let me know.
This time I want a convertible though. Back in those days Dad would not let me get a convertible. You know how Dads could be that drove a six cylinder Chevy with no radio or none of the frills. That's the story of the one I let get away.
Hey did you have a favorite old car when you were a kid that you just can't get off your mind?
If so send me a picture of it along with some highlights that makes you remember the car and we will tell everyone about it.
If your car club or organization is having an even that you would like us to talk about email all the information to me at least two weeks in advance and we will do our best to have it in here for you. Send the information to firstname.lastname@example.org.
Till next time "Keep Cruisin."