Well, back in MY day…
I’m old enough to have an impressive list of broken dreams, but the injustices of my formative years are just too lame to wield over anyone. Sure, when our kids were growing up, some of that “Well, when I was your age… teaching technique slipped into our parenting. I remember explaining how working for an allowance was way better than working and getting no allowance, but frankly, I’ve blocked most of that out now.
Honestly it’s a wonder how our kids ended up so much smarter than us.
Even though we have two feet firmly in middle-age, the MTV generation isn’t sure how to make a mark on the world and reduce our carbon footprint at the same time. We are an amalgamation of the industrial and sexual revolutions. Kinda sad when you think about it. An entire generation with nothing to show for itself.
Late this afternoon, my husband and I passed a hotel parking lot filled with classic cars. We pulled in to have a look and realized they were pulling out. A man in a powder blue Ford Fairlane pulled up next to us with the windows down. I asked if I could take his picture. He said yes and then he said we should follow them to the car show. So, we did.
We followed and then we pulled ahead so we could park and watch them pass. I snapped shot after shot as they cruised by smiling and waving.
We pulled into a parking lot filled with cars and people in lawn chairs. We chatted with the friendly man in the Fairlane. He told a great story about how he’d met Bill Ford. On the way home I wondered what would be considered a classic car in the future. A Hummer? A Kia?
Honie Briggs 
That first shot of the Belaire is delish! What a fun photo op. I have a hard time imagining anything after 1980 really lasting log enough to be a classic – imagine a vast line of “New Beetles” and PT Cruisers putting down the highway – not much of a show.
It would be a sad clown parade, wouldn’t it?
Yeah, that Belaire, oh my! It was clean as a whistle and twice as sharp. In the gallery there is a shot of the trunk. Superb! The owners were so, so nice. Salt of the earth. Fun days like that are a treasure.
LOL – I saw that trunk shot – amazing. I restored a 66 Mustang ages ago and finishing the trunk was the cherry on the cake – that’s when the car is really done.
Ah, the days when men were men, and women were women, and cars were cars! Time was, you could just about stand inside the engine compartment while you worked on the engine. Now it’s all you can to to wedge a couple of fingers in there.
Me, I’ve been practicing, trying to get the exact right tone of voice for, “Get off my lawn, you kids!”
Funny. It helps if you open the front door, then stand with the refrigerator open and pretend to be “air conditioning the whole damn neighborhood” LOL!
We live across the street of a high school, actually the large field of the high school and every father’s day weekend they have a classic car showing on that field. We get a great seat for that show and never have to leave home! I love classic cars but then I’m in that age bracket (shh) My first car was a 1970 something mustang! It was used, but I loved that car! Great pictures!
Events like that are a great tradition. How nice that it’s right at your doorstep. New car smell is over-rated. 🙂
Sounds like you had a great time, Honie! We had one of those car shows here recently only I didn’t go in, just passed by. Those cars, with all those roomy seats, how nice. I don’t know what our “classics” will be. Most cars look the same to me now….
You’re right; it’s nice when we do things on the spur of the moment like that. Spontaneous combustion – always a great time. HA!
Compared to the plastic bumper cars we drive today, that lack style but apparently have better gas mileage and aero-dynamics, these classics will always be THE classics. And I drive a Prius, too – sometimes with slight embarrassment at what a tin can it is compared to my old ’72 Monte Carlo. THAT was a car.
My first car was a ’74 Monte Carlo. White with crimson interior. It was a tank and the only things holding it together were Bondo, rust and spit.
I just read your http://thegreenstudy.com/2012/09/23/autumn-smells-like-domesticity/ post. I swear, it’s like you’re the Minnesota me. 🙂
Try Prius.
I thought Prius was bio-degradable. 🙂