“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.
I love when I find photos where someone took the time to write on the border or the reverse side, something, anything about what’s found in the image. Names, dates, places, it all helps the prying eyes and curiosity of future generation photo collectors, like myself.
I don’t know who this is. I don’t know where it was taken. And, since no one dated it, I can only guess as to when it was captured. But because of this woman’s caption on the back, I know she liked this photo of herself and the car a LOT. The caption? “It isn’t my Ford, but I think it is becoming to me.” Yes, people spoke like this at one time.
The car is a Ford Model A – not sure what year. They were made from ’27-’31 and I’ll guess this was earlier in the run. 1927 or 8
I posted a photo a while back of a dad with two children — I’ll assume his own — and beer bottles were present throughout. Maybe you saw that picture, if not, here’s the link CLICK HERE. Sometimes, my stack of old photographs gets jumbled up and photos from the same collection get separated. With hundreds of photos in my collection, I’m sure you can understand.
I say these two are similar because Ford models in 1947 did not have port holes in their front fenders. No port holes anywhere in Ford models, ever. So, this has to be the same car featured in the post from earlier. Has to, because they both have those, those… those… dang holes!
And because of all the beer bottles present in both pictures, I’ll assume the port holes were not used to vent the engine compartment at all. I believe they were actual holes in the fenders and used as a bottle chute for their many, many empties. I could be wrong, but this is what I believe.
The car is a 1947 Ford. The beers appear to be Stroh’s, also 1947.
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.
Sometimes it will happen. I won’t see it coming and it will sneak up from behind and slap me square in the back of the head. An old car photo with a car featured that I cannot identify. Here, though, is the best I can do: I believe I’ve narrowed it to a ’49 – ’52 Chrysler product (Dodge, Plymouth, Chrysler, Imperial, DeSoto) and I base this guess on the vehicle’s B-pillar. That strip of metal between the front and rear doors extends from the roof line all the way down separating those two doors. Other car companies had that strip there but quickly closed it by the time it met their front and back doors. But I still can’t really nail down the manufacturer with so little to go on and “a Chrysler product” is only a guess.
If you know the make of this car, drop me a line (comment) — I lose sleep over these sorts of details! And if you know who the people are that would help too!
Be sure to come back next week when my mind is operational again (we hope).