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austin20
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And we rode in the back of Dads pickup too
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We always rode to Pony League games in the beds of open pickup trucks.
Rolling to St. George, Utah with my mom and dad in the front seat, grandparents in the back seat, and my sister and I riding with the luggage. Because there was ample room for two kids to stretch out and nap, riding in the back wasn't as bad as it sounds.
You can see the station wagon in this photo of myself (age 6) and my Grandma Louise: the kindest, sweetest, and gentlest woman who ever walked on this planet.
Notice the Red Hill in the background. It's a St. George landmark.
Cool pic. Looks like a 1960 Ford Fairlane in the background.
My Mom would open the trunk and we would sit with our legs hanging out the back. Don
Our wagon was a '57 Dodge. Two tone paint, fins, push-button auto trans & all.
had an aunt who used to come visit us every summer, she had 4 kids, one year they decided to bring their cat, my cousin was in the back with it and decided to give it a big hug, only he squeezed it to tight, and it ran off at both ends all over him and the other girls and the luggage, they were quite a sight, and smell, when they pulled in the drive and got out of the car.........
One other, my dad only owned one station wagon, they were on a trip before I was born with my sister who was in the back seat with her window down, dad threw a cigarette out the window, which happened to come back in her window and go in the back with the luggage, it caught an old blanket on fire and started smoking which filled the car, by time dad got the car off the highway and fire out it had burned up most of one suitcase and the plastic mat in the back was melted, he blamed my sister for having her window down and traded the car as soon as he got back home........
I believe that you are correct. The body style was changed in the 1960. My dad bought the wagon used, not long after my sister was born (1963). Our family put a lot of miles on that vehicle: Besides St. George, there were trips to Yosemite, the Grand Canyon, Zion and Bryce Canyon, The Petrified Forrest; we went everywhere in that wagon.
My mom actually hated to drive it. Riding on those old bias ply tires, that big old wagon must have been a beast to handle, so my dad bought her a 1968 Dodge Charger to drive around town and to use on shorter trips. Although the Charger was a great car, my sister and I were stuck sitting next to each other in the backseat and could no longer lay down in the back and go to sleep like we could in the wagon.
This lead to the classic brother and sister road-trip confrontation:
"Mark is moving over on to my side!"
"I am not. She's sitting on my side."
"I am not!"
Those were the days.
Hillbille, I can beat that one. We had an Oldsmobile 98. (Actually had several. Olds 88 before that.)
Road Trip. Back seat, had my head hanging out in the wind. Well Dad, I guess figured we had too much wind coming in to the car. Rolled the power window up, but I had my head hanging out. Yep, head rolled up and trapped in the Olds 98 window.
Thanks Dad. 🤕
remember those days Ken, used to stick my tongue out just to see how dry I could make it, I don't think intelligence kicked in till about 10-11 then lost it again in my teens........... only think that saved me, dad wouldn't spring the extra money for power window
i rode all over West Virginia sleeping on the "package shelf" in front of the back window of a 53 chevy.
Daughter was talking to me the other day- We had a Buick Sports Wagon- she and her brother used to ride in the luggage section on a blanket- and loved it.
I really miss those old vent windows on the driver\passenger sides! Came in handy when that bean burrito decided to kick in! It also cooled the car down quite a bit without having to get blasted by an open window. Never had air conditioning back in those days.
I take my dogs with me a lot in the old KIA Sportage. The PBGV (Petite Basset Griffon Vendean) has learned how to roll down the back window! I do my best to always remember to hit the child lock but have occasionally forgotten. I would hate to see her take a flying leap at highway speeds!
Mark, I like your Princeton haircut in that picture! You could pass as one of my brothers! 🙂
This is like the one my mom drove. Same color too
If you took the spare out of those wagons, you could stuff at least two kids in there, to get in the drive-in movies too!
This was our family truckster when I was a kid, a 1975 Pontiac Grand Safari with the obligatory fake wood grain paneling. Since there were 8 of the "way back" was used all the time.
We had a Rambler 440 station wagon when I was a kid. I can't remember the year... '68 maybe?
It was robin egg blue and was my mom's grocery getter.
One time my dad and I were just east of The Dalles, OR on I-84. It was hotter than the hubs of hell that day and the windows were all down. A loaded cattle truck passed us and one of the passengers had evidently neglected to void her bladder prior to boarding the bus. When they went by she was backed up to one of the holes in the stock trailer so precisely that she managed to deposit almost an entire bladder-full through my dad's open window. 😲😲😲
I learned words that day that I'll never, ever forget!🤣
My old man had a 1957 red/white Plymouth station wagon with the push button transmission. Riding in the back was a chore for me and my siblings. He was an iron worker and all his tools, helmet and spud bars were back there also.
@Itcdoty Our 57 Dodge was also red & white. Dad liked to mess with tailgaters. Over a certain speed, you could push the reverse button 1/2 way & only the back-up lights would go on. We knew what was going to happen whin he said, "watch this."
We had a 58 Buick wagon.Metallic brown lower ,pale yellow upper.I think the bumpers on that Buick probably weighed as much as the Camry my wife drives now.
“Are we there, yet!”
”Are we there, yet?”
”Are we there, yet?!”
” I gotta pee!”
“Don’t make me stop this car”
@mark christian you haven't aged a day!
And fiery auto crashes
Some will die in hot pursuit
While sifting through my ashes
Some will fall in love with life
And drink it from a fountain
That is pouring like an avalanche
Coming down the mountain
"Quit your crying or I'll give you something to cry about." He was not joking. Lol
We had one for about month dad hated it and soon traded it in
As far as trips we would go to Tenn. To visit family several times each summer about a 6 to 8 hour trip on old 25a the new interstate cut down the time
Any way being on low side of having money mom would take a thermos of coffee for dad and her a jug of water and a bag full of bologina sandwiches for us all . us kids 3 later 4 all packed into the back seat oh a empty jug no rest room stops for kids .it was sorta set a new time record every time we went
As for the drive in we were all frozen at ten years old for as long as we went together along with the jug of water and bolognia sandwiches no p jug but after dark beside the car was it
Oh the good ? Old days lol
We camped in station wagons in the 50's. Dad really liked Nash Ramblers and we had a '52 wagon, then a Plymouth Valiant. My dad bought a new Rambler wagon in '64, and I picked it up after school (dealer across the road), and drove it home. The front seats laid all the way back flat. The back seats folded down flat as well. I really liked that old station wagon, maybe more than my father did. It was good for camping too.
we never had one . Dad favored big huge boats for the family car .Think Buick electra 225 and Oldsmobile 98's in the four door versions .That buick had the biggest backseat of any car ever !
How did we even survive them days with the Gov't not being concerned about the safety of our well being.
No seat belts, riding in the back of a pickup standing up, driving drunk was ok, Smoking lots of cigarettes, taking knives and guns to school for show and tell and showing the teacher, the teacher would go hunting with me, no cell phones to stay in touch, talking to strangers, hitch hicking, buying our own shells in the store at age 12, skinny dipping in the creek, smoking grape vines which caused blisters on the tongue on and on about things that are not allowed in todays world.
Now that would go viral and make the headline news today.
but for the most part Okie, we had parents who taught us right from wrong, and you knew if you did wrong you were gonna get a spanking for it, wether it be in school, at neighbors house or at home, conciquences for your actions was the big deterent, now days if a kid/person does wrong nothing happens except they get slapped on the wrist and told don't do it again, or they get rewarded for it........... yes we lived through it, I am just not sure my grandkids will