#@%( *$#@!!
“Honey, pull off to the side of the road,” she said. “I wanna take a photo of the cows,” she said. “Back up! More!” she said. *POP* SSSssssssssSSSSss. “What’s that noise?” she asked. #@%( *$#@!!
The tire is flat. The car is a 1940 Ford Coupe.
The Whipplesons
Meet the Whippleson’s, Mel and Gert. They live in a small house 30 minutes outside of Green Bay, WI. Mel is in sales. He sells unsightly clothing, mostly women’s, to department stores in Wisconsin, Minnesota and Iowa. Gert, here, is wearing one of Mel’s favorite unsightly dress lines “The Domestic Camo.” Mel likes this particular unsightly dress line the most because it can camouflage his hands (he likes to touch Gert a lot). Look closely, Mel’s right hand just disappears into Gert’s right hip. This makes both Mel, and Gert, very happy.
The Whippleson’s car is a 1940 Chevy Master Deluxe. Chevrolet’s last model year for running boards and also the last for using wood in the bodies of their cars! 1941 was their first all metal body.
P.S. That’s not Gert’s hair all pointy on top. It’s just a bad tangent with a shrub in the background by the house.
Loving the ’40
Not all women love cars. But if you can find one who does, you’re a lucky man. And if that special woman you find can open the hood of one and tell you that you’re oil is topped off but your generator belt is about to blow, then I’m telling you — you have found a Goddess.
The car is a ’40 Ford and the woman (Goddess) is the mother of a friend of mine. Thanks, Steve, for use of this wonderful photograph.
A fun group
In all of the photos I’ve collected in my life, I don’t believe I’ve seen four people so comfortable with each other as this group seems to be. Difficult to look at this photograph and not feel good about what you’re looking at. Just a really pleasant slice of Americana in the 40’s. Nice day, nice neighborhood, nice car (1940 Buick Super) and good friends. A perfect combination!
That fender had to be hot
I guess back then this is what you did: Find a lady friend, take her out somewhere, have her pose for a photo on or near your car, place the photo in an album on a shelf in your closet, forget about it for 74 years, then have a complete stranger post it on the internet. Perfect! The car is a 1940 Chevy Coupe if you were wondering. The woman? I don’t know. Myrtle?
Attic Autos 