This is Lester and Lester is a fine old gent who loved some of the good things in life: expensive and regular haircuts, hats, nice suits and his belt pulled up to his armpits. But Lester was a humble man with a zest for flair as well, as evidenced by his choice of automobile — a 1951 Chevrolet, but not just any old ’51 Chevrolet — a Fleetline Coupe. You’re the man, Lester.
Looks like this trio was having a good time whom someone in their group decided to take this photo. No indication as to who they are by name, and to make things even worse, I can’t identify the car! The hood ornament resembles Desoto (’37). The four horizontal chrome lines running alongside the hood says Buick. From what I can tell, the car’s neither a Desoto or a Buick. The shape of the grille is what’s throwing me. Who knows? Message me!
UPDATE: My trustworthy friend (and major car nut), Jerry, has informed me that this is a 1939 Chevrolet. Mystery SOLVED!
So, you live on a farm. You just planted the field and are hopelessly bored. You root through your closet and find a brownie camera – and with just your luck there is one shot left on the roll! So you get your cutest sister, prop her up on the bumper and headlight of “Old Red” and tell her to click her heels together three times and say “There’s no place like Junior’s farm. There’s no place like junior’s farm…. there’s no…..”
No clue what brand of truck “Old Red” is. Anyone?
This is Sam Asnadrovich (not really) and Marnie Krempken (not really) out on a date (perhaps). Seems Sam thought Marnie liked bird watching (binoculars) but Sam was wrong. Marnie liked Sam simply because he drove a 1951 Chevy 2-dr sedan (really). And for that, I’ll like Sam too, binoculars and all.