I think the Metropolitan was a little smaller.
Did all of our parents own one of these?
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Well, here we go again.
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Wow. She's gorgeous.
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Our neighbor, Mrs. Deneen, was the elementary teacher at my country school (2 room school)... She was a prim and proper school marm in long skirts, long sleeved blouse buttoned at the neck, hair up in a bun, severe black rimmed glasses, and a friendly but non nonsense manner... She had a two tone blue Bel Air same color as pictured in the OP, in a convertible with the optional white top... My mother was teaching at another country school and they were close friends...
After school let out for the summer she and mom and other teacher friends laid plans to picnic at Caseville (Lake Huron vacation spot) for Memorial Day... Mom went early in the morning to lay claim to the best pavilion at the lake... I had to stay and finish milking and the chores for the morning and I was to ride to the lake with Mrs. Deneen...
Well sir, she wheels the convertible into the driveway that morning in a Daisy Duke outfit, aviator sun glasses , long blond hair flowing in the wind, red lacquered fingernails, and a jaw dropping figure... Turned out when she was out of her school marm costume (and that is what it was in order to keep her job in those days) she was a drop dead gorgeous lady who liked rock and roll music, smoked, and could knock back a whiskey neat... By the time we roared up to Lake Huron at 70mph (I had never gone that fast in a car before) I was in love, and those tanned thighs weren't exactly helping to control my hormone rushes... When we got to the pavilion mom just grinned and asked me, "Enjoy the ride?"...
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After school let out for the summer she and mom and other teacher friends laid plans to picnic at Caseville (Lake Huron vacation spot) for Memorial Day... Mom went early in the morning to lay claim to the best pavilion at the lake... I had to stay and finish milking and the chores for the morning and I was to ride to the lake with Mrs. Deneen...
Well sir, she wheels the convertible into the driveway that morning in a Daisy Duke outfit, aviator sun glasses , long blond hair flowing in the wind, red lacquered fingernails, and a jaw dropping figure... Turned out when she was out of her school marm costume (and that is what it was in order to keep her job in those days) she was a drop dead gorgeous lady who liked rock and roll music, smoked, and could knock back a whiskey neat... By the time we roared up to Lake Huron at 70mph (I had never gone that fast in a car before) I was in love, and those tanned thighs weren't exactly helping to control my hormone rushes... When we got to the pavilion mom just grinned and asked me, "Enjoy the ride?"...
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Oh, back to answer the actual question.
Mom's only owned three cars in her life. A 70-something Ford LTD that my grandfather gave her when she moved to Atlanta (this was in the 70s). This was to prevent her from buying a Triumph which she would have surely turned into a pancake in short order. Then she moved to New York, and didn't own a car until I had been nagging her for 14 years that we buy one, so she bought a Volvo S70 GLT... which it took her 6 months to turn into a pancake. After that we had an Infiniti G35, which she backed into something and broke welds on the unibody. We don't let her drive anymore.
My grandfather bought Studebakers until they stopped making them, at which point he switched to buying Fords. He and my grandmother had a number. My grandfather had one of the few Lincoln Continental convertibles from new. That lasted I believe a month before the convertible top got stuck straight up and down and he traded it for a hardtop model. Grandmother had an early 60s Thunderbird, which my mom also turned into a pancake.
Sadly, I don't have pictures of any of those cars. Oh well.
Mom's only owned three cars in her life. A 70-something Ford LTD that my grandfather gave her when she moved to Atlanta (this was in the 70s). This was to prevent her from buying a Triumph which she would have surely turned into a pancake in short order. Then she moved to New York, and didn't own a car until I had been nagging her for 14 years that we buy one, so she bought a Volvo S70 GLT... which it took her 6 months to turn into a pancake. After that we had an Infiniti G35, which she backed into something and broke welds on the unibody. We don't let her drive anymore.
My grandfather bought Studebakers until they stopped making them, at which point he switched to buying Fords. He and my grandmother had a number. My grandfather had one of the few Lincoln Continental convertibles from new. That lasted I believe a month before the convertible top got stuck straight up and down and he traded it for a hardtop model. Grandmother had an early 60s Thunderbird, which my mom also turned into a pancake.
Sadly, I don't have pictures of any of those cars. Oh well.
