This is a story of a Restoration

I restored this boat from April 2006 to October 2008. You will need to go to the very bottom, October 2008, to find the biginning. See blog archive on the right side.















Friday, May 7, 2010

At Keels & Wheels, one

These are pictures of some of the cars that I used to own when I was a youngster.

This is a 1952 Oldsmobile. I owned one like it during 1958.


This is a 1941 Ford. I owned one like it from 1953 thru 1955. It was my second car.
This is a 1954 Austin Healey 100. I bought it in early 1962, and I was T-boned in an intersection by a person who ran a stop sign in July of the same year. It was destroyed, and nearly killed me.

I had many other cars during my life, but these were at the show, and brought back fond memories. I was surprised that not one 1941 thru 1948 Chrysler product was there. Nor a single 1958 Chevrolet. I expected, and hoped, to see a 1948 Tucker but it was absent. Only 53 of them were built.
More on next post.

5 comments:

Heidi Ashworth said...

How fun to go to a car show and see your old friends! (Not the exact same ones, I realize that . . )

OldBoatGuy said...

Yea, Heidi, that's a good way to put it. Thanks.

Funny Farmer said...

Wow - i don't think I ever heard the story of your T-bone accident. What were your injuries? Having recently been in an accident myself, I can identify a little bit with the trauma of a collision (even though my accident was minor compared to what yours must have been).

Those are amazing cars -- as beautiful as they are, it seems kind of wasteful to pour that much money into something like that. Especially the one of a kind one. Only in America, huh?

OldBoatGuy said...

I was knocked unconscious, when I came to, I thought my arm was twisted off, up at a strange angle. But it was only numb. My nose was broken, it took 42 stitches to repair it. The doctor did a wonderful job. If I hadn't had my seat belt on, it may have been a different ending, and seat belts weren't required or even factory installed in those days.

After waking up, the only thing I was concerned about was who ran the stop sign. It was the other driver. They laid me on the grass by the intersection, and a dog came and smelled my face.

Yes, it's quite a waste of money, but then, what kind of a cook sends thousands on an old boat?

The Crash Test Dummy said...

An old boat guy kook, that's who!