Memories of the WHS Class of 1971: Girl or a Car – Car Won | New
A centuries-old question that a Washington teenager asked himself. If you want independence, to be autonomous, to move around as you wish, a vehicle is necessary. Not a single thought for insurance, gasoline or oil. The only question, what kind of car can I afford.
You worked, paid back some money from odd jobs you did. Summer jobs, planting hay, hulling corn, picking produce, watermelons and big bales of hay are the worst. I worked in the Elks as a ‘bus boy’, I went to work – express leather shoes or a bike – usually a parent or you walked. Independence is the name of the game, the whole world is waiting for you.
So find a ride, something you can mark as your own. My first car – an old, washed-out red Ford Galaxy 500, bought from Washington Ford, for whoever sat behind the wheel on the day / hour painted on the windshield, yours for $ 22. It’s mine! A real junker and this lasted until I decided to change the oil using “Risoline”. It would never do it again. Mr. Mayhorn, an automotive professor, said all engine compression was gone.
Where is the cars vs girls equation you ask? It happens, but first I have to find another vehicle, whatever. How about a cool, bingo, 57 Chevy car with a 5 cylinder engine. It was actually a 6 cylinder but the 6 piston had a broken skirt and was banging like Hak on a trap drum. Remedy – take the number six spark plug and knock the electrode down so it does not fire. Now he didn’t hit when you were driving, but he killed all the mosquitoes that were flying behind him. Jewel of a ride, only $ 50.
What a prize, sleek, jet black, looked well parked. Not while he’s been on the road. No matter once a week, it would take Highway Oil, $ 4.60 of gasoline, 40 cents of “virgin bulk oil” from an oil pump. OK, there were no fuses for the electricity, except for the fuses which were wrapped in Juicy Fruit foil packaging. This car just won’t run – and it didn’t.
Then a two-door 62 Chevy Biscayne, 283 engine and three on the manual driveshaft. To afford the masterpiece, you had to borrow money from mom and dad. Vehicle purchased, $ 400. Now some modifications. Replace all three on a tree with a Hurst Mystery Shifter. In case they looked in the car and saw the super Hurst shifter and a really cool chrome foot-shaped accelerator pedal. Girls would think, what a cool car!
There’s the prom, Flunkers Fling, and you need a date to go to this thing. After all, Biscayne starts on demand and doesn’t smoke. My only problem, an extra $ 39 shifter, an extra $ 9.99 accelerator pedal. Now take a close look at a puzzle, a cool car a girl would ride in, or a date. An expected date for a movie, a hamburger, a coney or a corndog, it all costs money. I have no way of affording myself a vehicle and a cool girl. Motorhead decision, the choice was easy. Girl or a Car – car won!
MORE WAYS TO CONNECT 1.) Look up the Class of ’71 on Facebook. Type in the search window Meeting-WHS Class of 1971
2.) Classmates 1971 – visit our site at: www.WHS1971.org
3.) No network access? No problem! Call a classmate for help: Eugene O’Bryan 602-363-4115, Denise (Hill) McCarthy 603-566-0400, Doug Lemmon 703-837-9337 or Debra (Klingensmith) Hamdan 812 -259- 1920.