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View My OLD CARS

1932 Ford five window sedan, originally a delivery van.

This unusual deuce belongs to a friend in Arkansas. I helped to build another deuce for my brother-in-law to race at dragstrips. It was a five window style sedan, painted black, and it turned 117 mph in the quarter.

1940 model, four cylinder Indian Chief

Except for the whitewalls and custom seat, this bike is exactly like the one I owned in 1954. Did some modifications and raced it several times at the Santa Ana raceway. It wasn't a barn burner, but it handily dusted off the competition, mostly Harleys.

One Sunday at about 115 mph it blew a rod. It took a good (rough) quarter mile to stop. It was a close call. After that I hauled the bike back to Santa Rosa and later sold it to a Harley dealer for $125.

I walked in twenty five years later and he still had my old Indian, still disassembled.

When I was a teen, I'm sure that everytime my mom saw me driving up the driveway, she must have heaved a sigh of relief whenever she saw I wasn't dragging home another old car.

I bought three of these 1942 Fords, a four door sedan, a club coupe, and a business coup, for $135, used the four door for parts and restored the other two.

This is what the stock bodied on looked like when I sold it. The only midifications beyond body work and black paint was a 48 Mercury engine, tranny, and added a passenger seat. Business coupes from the factory had no seat behind the driver.

While I was working on the coupes, I bought a 1947 Ford convertible for transportation. Drove it in primer for awhile, then painted it the standard factory color, maroon. Rebuilt the stock engine and fabricated an oak yoke to replace the old one that rotted where it attached to the windshield.

Stock 1949 Oldsmobile 98

Got tired of being cold in winter and traded the Ford to a friend for a sick 1949 Olds 98 and $200.

The Olds 98 didn't seem to be a prime car for customization, but I had to do something. All extranious chrome was lost. Kept door locks, hood orniment, logo and name.

Removed door handles, installed solenoids, added fresh paint, new grill and the famous "Moon" wheel covers.

This WWII US Army Duck is a strange vehicle to be featured on this page, even stranger to be restored, and even still stranger to be customized.

When my cousin Joe came home from the marines, he took a welding course. After that he bought a surplus army duck (landing craft) for $450.

Next to our garage we fired up a old carbide welder and began to remove excess sheet metal. Then we formed and welded angle iron braces and brackets to the Dodge frame. When we finished, it was a strong flat bed truck with all wheel drive.

1942 Army Duck on a Dodge truck frame.

1949/50 Studebaker Champion

This searies of little cars by Studebaker to me always had a "toy" look, but they were ahead of their time.

Featuring great gas mileage, I drove one that was painted forrest green all during the time I was in the army up to 1962.

It was very dependable and easy to work on. We crisscrossed the country several times and put about 200,000 miles on the car.

When it finally quit, we discovered that it had six cracks in the block. I sure liked that car.

When the Studebaker quit we purchased a 1954 Dodge Coronet. It was, "bad news bears." First it caught on fire. After I fixed that, the engine blew up.

Then we bought the White Mist. It was the best all around car we had owned. Aside from mild engine work and custom exhaust, it was stock.

The car was eventually T-boned at an intersection and was subsequently declared totaled. No one in the car was seariously hurt.

1960 Plymouth Belvedere four door.

At least most of the pieces were there.

1937/38 Hudson Terraplane.

Two friends and I found this old car inside of a collapsed shed in the middle of a farmer's field. Trying to act and look older than we really were, we knocked on the farmer's door and asked him about the car.

He took one look at us and laughed. He told us the car belonged to his son who died in the war. The car reminded him of his lost son, so he was willing to make a deal for us.

If we would disassemble the shed, remove the nails and stack the lumber, he would sign the car over to one of our parents. None of us were old enough to have a driver's license.

We did a good job with the shed. The only trick was protecting the car while removing the shed.

We worked the remainder of the summer of 48 on finding and installing parts. We replaced two windows, duel intake manifold, a fender, two carburators. throttle linkage, new voltage regulator, bumper, two wheels and four tires

Even our fathers got into the act and helped us with the sheet metal. When school started we moved the car to our autoshop for detailing.

Our shop teacher was really good with sheet metal. We sprayed four coats of black paint, blew fuel lines, bled the brakes, drained the fuel tank, lubed and oiled it, put in a battery and, after a short time, it started.

Except for the license plate and fog lights, it looked similar to the one pictured above.

1964 Chrysler 300 convertible.

After the Plymouth was wrecked, we wanted a real muscle car. So we bought the baddest car in the land.

It was a 1964 Chrysler 300H, standard with a 435 HP hemi-engine, white hardtop over a red body. Just like the picture except that it was a hardtop.

We didn't have a safe place to run it out except the airport. It had terrific acceleration and two time we wound it out, it surged passed 120 mph with plenty of top end left. It was scary to drive.

I bought my Champion from a retired bus driver in 1965. It showed 35,000 miles on the odometer.

The paint had been polished so many times that is was worn through in spots. It was a second car so I had no big plans to change anything. But the paint bugged me, several other things didn't work right. I decided to make some changes.

I installed a black similated vinyl top complete with two similated vinyl seams. It was imbossed and looked authentic. Then I sellected a color of paint called, "Big Bad Green." After that it was difficult to miss and impossible to ignore.

1953 Studebaker Champion

1925 Model T Ford Pickup

Sadly, I never owned a 1925 Model T. In 1925 my father owned one like the picture. I have a picture of his to post, but have to find it first.

Second reason to post this Ford: In 1968 my brother-in-law and I bought what was left of a 1927 Model T Pickup.

It was fifty buckets of rust, but we figured we could restore it. Replacement parts were hard to find and expensive, so we decided to turn it into a dune buggy.

Before we could start, someone stole our rusty T bucket. We just hope that whomever stole it has restored it to original condition.

The last old car I owned before 1970 was a 1964 Thunderbird, same color scheme as one displayed only hardtop instead of ragtop.

It was pretty much an underpowered sled, having the small V8 engine, but it was comfortable and my wife loved driving it.

When gas prices skyrocketed and we spent hours in line at the gas station, we traded our beautiful bird in on a 1972 Toyota Station Wagon. What a bust that was.

1964 Thunderbird Convertible

Ours was a hard top with a 283 engine

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I have several more pictures of my old cars. I'll put them on line soon as I can locate and scan them in.