My brother Jimmy at 18.
and with his “speedy” car.
An excerpt from Mama’s book I remember:
Our son Jimmy had a Model A Ford that he drove back and forth to school when he was a freshman at Southwest Missouri State. We lived on the north side of town and SMS was way out south.
One morning when I was looking at the newspaper, I glanced through the list of traffic violations and there was his name, followed by ” $5 – for speeding”.
I waited a day or so to see if he would mention it. He didn’t. So I said, “I see you were fined for speeding the other morning.”
He looked at me, disgusted like, and said, “You don’t missing anything, do you?”
I enjoy this story Mama wrote because, even though I was only six or seven at the time, I remember riding in that car when my brother Jimmy owned it because I was fascinated by the fact that there was a hole in the floorboards so that the passenger could look down and see the street through the hole. That must have been quite the conversation starter on a date!
The year would have been 1952 and, even though I’m not car-saavy enough to be able to tell what year that car was, I’m pretty sure it was o.l.d . (Update: Hubby has since told me he thinks it is a 1937.) So, I’m kind of impressed it was able to go fast enough to deserve a ticket. Maybe the air flow through the hole in the floor made it more aero-dynamic!