By Jim Hagarty
On Monday I saw an old blue car in a parking lot next to my house in Stratford, Ontario, Canada. I walked over and asked the car’s owner, who was still sitting inside, if I could take a few photos for my blog. He gave permission and told me a bit about his vehicle. It is a 1951 Dodge Kingsway, built in Canada in the same year I was born. The owner has considered painting it, but it has its original paint so he is reluctant to change it, even though it is a little sketchy in places. The interior is in great shape and the original AM radio is still there in the dash and still works.
This slideshow requires JavaScript.
Please Share the Above Post
Like this:
Like Loading...
Related
Author: Jim Hagarty
I am a 72-year-old retired journalist, busy recovering from a lifelong career as an unretired journalist. This year marks a half century of my scratching out little fables about life. My interests include genealogy, humour and music. I live in a little blue shack in Canada and spend most of my time trying to stay out of trouble. I am not that good at it. I also spent years teaching journalism. Poor state of journalism today: My fault. I have a family I don't deserve, a dog that adores me, and two cars the junk yard refuses to accept. My prized possessions include my old guitar and a razor my Dad gave me when I was 14 and which I still use when I bother to shave. Oh, and my great-great-grandfather's blackthorn stick he brought from Ireland in the 1850s. I have only one opinion but it is a good one: People take too many showers.
View all posts by Jim Hagarty