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AUTO CHALLENGE II
Attention, vehicle identifiers! Texan Janis Gore forwards the following mid-1950s image of her parents and siblings, and their family sedan:
Thing is, Janis doesn’t have a fix on the car. Commence identification protocol. Janis also writes: “I think Australians and Texans look alike. Perhaps it’s the squint against the sun.” We also share a few verbal quirks. Texas is one of the few US states where, when I spell my name, the letter “a” isn’t heard as an “i”.
UPDATE. According to scientific consensus, we’re looking at a 1952 Dodge Coronet sedan.
How did they fit six kids in the car? As well as Mum and Dad?
Lovely pic too
Posted by aussiemagpie on 2006 11 10 at 10:03 AM • permalinkHmmmm. Dodge Meadowbrook?
Definitely a Chrysler product. What’s throwing me is the style of hubcap which doesn’t resemble the Dodges that I’m familar with.
Posted by joe bagadonuts on 2006 11 10 at 10:50 AM • permalinkThe farther you get from the big cities in Texas, the more likely you will be called Tim Blur.
Far enough west (but not quite to New Mexico), you would evolve into Tim Blar.
After you left, you’d be that nice young feller what talks so funny.
Posted by Rittenhouse on 2006 11 10 at 11:05 AM • permalinkI think J.F. Beck has nailed it. Compare with this photo
http://www.oldplymouths.bigstep.com/Images/bennett3.jpg
The hubcaps don’t match, though.
It is a 1948 Plymouth. My father bought one in 1949, my mother having collected dimes over a year to make the down payment.
Dad’s union was on strike at the time, and the car dealer cast a baleful eye on the (technically) unemployed young man sitting in his office with a bagful of coins and a very eager wife.
They got the deal.
Posted by Rittenhouse on 2006 11 10 at 11:10 AM • permalinkCommence identification protocol.
Oh good lord. Not another Dave S type of melodramatic statement. No, Tim couldn’t just say “hey everybody, Janis needs help identifying her family’s car. Why not give it your best guess?”. Oh, no, no. That would be too easy. Have to implement an official RWDB protocol. Now I have to DROP EVERYTHING and dig out the damn protocol book and thumb through it to find this particular protocol. There’s got to be over a thousand protocols in that book.
Where is it? Let’s see, maybe begins with I. That would be after helicopters, hellfire missiles, hurricanes. Damn it’s not there. Ok, let’s try “vehicle identification”.
Look, it’s going to take a while finding this protocol. Meanwhile, can you ask Janis to move her family to the right. I can’t see the darn car for crying out loud. A little color might help some too.
Vampire, vamps, vectors, velocity, Vincent Price, voltage, vortexes, volcanoes ...
Posted by wronwright on 2006 11 10 at 11:43 AM • permalinkAre the two lads on left offering Compassionate Head Tilts™? I didn’t know those existed that long ago.
Posted by The_Real_JeffS on 2006 11 10 at 11:44 AM • permalinkDefinitely not a 1951 Packard 300. It’s either a Plymouth or a Dodge. The hubcaps are a mystery, though.
Posted by Spiny Norman on 2006 11 10 at 12:30 PM • permalink#12, Wronwright, it appears your offical RWDB publications are out of date (it also appears my TM’s come out as ä‘s). I’m sorry mate but I shall have to report you to the Dark Lord Rove for this indiscretion.
MWA HAHAHA, I must be close to henchman first class by now…
I’d also like to point out that there is room for two people ‘tween the A pillar and the front wheel arch. While this means that its only a ‘yank tank’ in my opinion, I’m cartin Mr Iowa Hawk could name the make, model and (S.O.B.) probably the color the contraption left the factory with.
P.S. Mr Hawk, if you do happen to have a spare one of those Turbonique Drag Axles lying about, could you please advise me of the suitability for a VK Holden.
Many thanks
TWoWP.P.S. You Mad Mad S.O.B. I’m so very glad there is no room for an Orion Propulsion engine in the CoJ.
P.P.P.S. You ARE going to paint it black aint ya?
Posted by The_Wizard_of_WOZ on 2006 11 10 at 12:40 PM • permalink#16, Spiny, If you are right, it most certainly is the Plymouth rather than the Dodge, look closely at the rear chrome plate in front of the whitewall, and also the rake on the A pillar. The roof line is also somewhat of a give away.
Hey Tim, howsabout an Aussie car (preferably an early Holden) for Auto Challenge III?
Posted by The_Wizard_of_WOZ on 2006 11 10 at 12:49 PM • permalink#13, thats not a lefty head tilt; thats a “you looking at me” head tilt, he’s about to snot “that cissy lookin fertografer” in the gob if he says ‘say cheese’ once more. See hand position.
Also the rear chrome rubbing strip extends too far behind that young lads leg for the second of Spiney’s pics to be accurate.
#17, Cartin = certain. Its midnight on friday/saturday. Y’all know what Ima sayins. Kapish?
BTW, Mr Hawk, in case y’all aint noticed, I fecking LOVE your work.
Posted by The_Wizard_of_WOZ on 2006 11 10 at 12:59 PM • permalinkAM - “How did they fit six kids in the car? As well as Mum and Dad?”
Easy. 4 Older boys in back, parents and 2 younger kids in front. Maybe all boys in back. These weren’t compact cars, ya know. Big bench seats, back and front. I personally rode all over Western Europe in the mid-50’s in a very similar (Dodge) car. My older brother, my baby brother in a car bed (another thing that no longer exists) and I were in the back, freeing the front up for my Mom to sit right next to my Dad, which may have been a contributing factor to the additional 2 brothers that came later. No sisters though.
I hate to say this Mr Hawk, but from the foto supplied, there is no chrome work aft of the rear wheel arch.
I’m not saying your wrong, I’m just saying thats a bad photo.
Posted by The_Wizard_of_WOZ on 2006 11 10 at 01:15 PM • permalink#21, I knew we had a great deal in common, but you ARE going to paint her black right? Or is there a reason why I have a mental picture of the body painted a VERY dark metallic blue? Btw, that color really sets off the lead work on the roof rails (in my head at least, I can no longer find the pics of the body work)...
Posted by The_Wizard_of_WOZ on 2006 11 10 at 01:24 PM • permalinkIn re #10:
The only photos I have handy of our 1948 Plymouth show little in the way of details comparable to Miss Janice’s photo.
Here’s Mom, looking hotter than I ever remember.
And Dad, in snappy, postwar pleated trousers and a dickey.
Posted by Rittenhouse on 2006 11 10 at 02:04 PM • permalinkWell? Prove me wrong. They came in different styles.
It is a 1950 Dodge. 4 door sedan. Probably ran about $850 out the door new. Absolute piece of crap, figure a valve job at 45,000 miles, could take 30mph corners at 25 easy, but had a huge back seat, and that mohair stuff had an interesting odor when it got wet. But, no safety nazis back then, so you could sit on dad’s lap as he drove down the road, or have more fun by standing right behind him looking over his right shoulder. Aah.
geoff,
Unless your pulling our leg like paco here, J. F. Beck was on the money 4-1/2 hours ago.
Posted by Spiny Norman on 2006 11 10 at 02:36 PM • permalinkI hate to say this Mr Hawk, but from the foto supplied, there is no chrome work aft of the rear wheel arch. I’m not saying your wrong, I’m just saying thats a bad photo.
You mean the rear fender gravel guard? Those were optional, could be ordered. I’m dead certain it’s either a 1951 or 52 Dodge, Plymouth or DeSoto sedan, which shared the same body. Not a Chrysler, because they had a different tapered C-pillar. I’m saying Dodge because of the hubcaps.
I think Beck was right. I recognized the model.
Got nailed by one, driven by a hit and run drunk, when I was five, in East L.A. Spent several weeks in hospital, with severe head injuries.
Years later, I was working at a college airport, when the father of one of my classmates flew in to visit her. Turns out that was the anesthesiologist who worked with the surgical team that patched me up. He remembered, as he’d been a classmate of my father’s in medical school a few years earlier (dad didn’t finish, decided he’d have made a rotten doctor).
It kind of stops you in your tracks to hear a doctor say “Oh yes, I remember you. We didn’t think you had a chance of making it off the table alive. So how’s your dad?”. (My mother and unborn brother didn’t make it, my two sisters were a couple steps ahead of us and never got a scratch.)
I’ve never much liked cars. Airplanes are another thing altogether.
This reference
http://oldcarandtruckpictures.com/Chrysler/chrysler1950-1959.html
shows Wayfarer models as having but two doors, while Coronet models offered the four door shown above and larger two door styles.
Posted by Harry Bergeron on 2006 11 10 at 03:02 PM • permalinkWould everybody please cease attempting to identify the car until I find the protocol for identifying the car? Once I find it, I’ll read it aloud. And then we can, you know, identify the car. And um, stuff like that.
Posted by wronwright on 2006 11 10 at 03:46 PM • permalinkLooks like the family Plymouth that chased me across the lawn—chrome grill menacing—in a dream I had when I was four years old.
Posted by MentalFloss on 2006 11 10 at 04:25 PM • permalinkLooks like an old Valiant to me!
—Nick
Posted by The Thin Man Returns on 2006 11 10 at 05:33 PM • permalinkActually, I think it’s a Studebaker too.
—Nick
Posted by The Thin Man Returns on 2006 11 10 at 05:51 PM • permalinkSo your Mum kept her pistol out of sight, Rittenhouse?
Posted by SwinishCapitalist on 2006 11 10 at 05:51 PM • permalinkWell now that I’ve had a little extra time to thing about it I’ve come to the conclusion that it is a Plymouth P-20.
Go ahead, do your google search, I’ll wait.
Posted by joe bagadonuts on 2006 11 10 at 06:19 PM • permalink#16 I bow to your expertise.
The young man on the left is blocking the chromework in front of the rear wheel-well, but the cut of the rear door is identical.
Her dad must have liked the spiffy hubcaps off of the Packard.
My dad’s first new car was a ‘52 Olds. I went to get it with him (at 6 years old) and it seemed like we walked for a hundred miles to the dealer.
It also had a HUGE back seat that my brother and I used to fight over…I can still hear “Don’t make me stop this car!”.
Dad had a broken nose so when he yelled at us my brother and I would slowly lean to the left to get in line with it. He would go nuts and my mother would piss herself laughing.
Miss ‘em both.
rinardman, the protocol book is huge. Doesn’t anyone cull this stuff, cutting out the obsolete protocols? For example, I’m looking at one for “Knights Templar, Baldwin discovers digging under King Solomon’s Temple—what to do”. Ok, I’m ripping those pages out right now.
My gosh, look at this old stuff. “Sphinx, discovery of underground complex, foo ships—what to do”, rip.
“Illuminati, discovery of connection with Freemasons, Elders of Inner Circle—what to do”, rip.
“Library of Alexandria—discovery of move to Scottish monastery—what to do”. I’ll tell you what to do. Rip.
Now maybe I can find Tim’s precious protocol.
Posted by wronwright on 2006 11 10 at 06:48 PM • permalinkrinardman, I’m in awe. Your google-fu is remarkable.
In those days Packards were still considered high-end automobiles, and it wasn’t at all unusual for other companies to borrow styling motifs from Packard, especially for portable and/or optional things like hubcaps. Yes, those caps are remarkably similar to early-Fifties Packard items, but I don’t find it at all amazing that Dodge would have
ripped offpaid tribute to the design.Regards,
RicVery tenuous, my dear rinardman, and by marriage only.
The boy at the left of the picture, now 66, tells me that this was not our car. The picture was taken at a family gathering, and was probably an uncle’s. The Dodge Coronet looks like a good call.
Ours was a Studebaker, second-hand.
Posted by Janis Gore on 2006 11 10 at 07:48 PM • permalink#45 trainer
My dad’s first new car was a ‘52 Olds. I went to get it with him (at 6 years old) and it seemed like we walked for a hundred miles to the dealer.
It also had a HUGE back seat that my brother and I used to fight over…I can still hear “Don’t make me stop this car!”.
Ah! I heard the same phrase! I’m sure I heard the same tone of voice. One day, my brother and I were too busy arguing to notice he really had stopped the car… until he reached around and knocked our heads together. Not very hard, of course, but we were stunned into silence the rest of the way home.
It was also in my dad’s first new car: a 1964 Volvo 544.
Posted by Spiny Norman on 2006 11 10 at 08:47 PM • permalinkNew challenge.
Which one of the boys is a gay man?
It’s not a trick question. He’s a frequent dinner guest at my home.
Posted by Janis Gore on 2006 11 10 at 09:39 PM • permalink#54 The dapper one with his shirt tucked in?
Poor wronwright’s gotta find a protocol for that now.
Posted by Infidel Tiger on 2006 11 10 at 09:47 PM • permalinkLet’s hold for a while, Infidel, and see what others come up with.
Poor Mr. Wronwright.
Posted by Janis Gore on 2006 11 10 at 09:52 PM • permalink#s45 & 53.
I remember that phrase too. “If you kids don’t stop it now, I’m going to pull this car over and stop it for you!”
Of course, I now use the same lines on my own ratbag.
Posted by Nilknarf Arbed on 2006 11 10 at 09:57 PM • permalinkAnd, please, don’t nobody tell the jihadis.
Posted by Janis Gore on 2006 11 10 at 11:06 PM • permalink#51 Janis, yes, that was always the way. After half an hour or so of searching I couldn’t find a picture of the 1951 Mercury my uncle had—beetlewing green with suicide doors. Lovely thing.
But for those wondering why the hubcaps in the picture led so many astray, this may offer a clue, as well as an idea of what some of John Kerry’s ancestors may have looked like.
And in the process—Yikes! Six thousand bucks? I knew I shoulda kept that car. But I bought the Gremlin instead :-)
Regards,
RicAmazing what the people on the internet can do, Bonmot.
Posted by Janis Gore on 2006 11 11 at 12:04 AM • permalinkOkay, before anyone else outs himself by correctly answering Janis’ second question, you might want to read up on the implications of “gaydar.” According to that source of obscure and unreliable information, the Wikipedia, [William Lee Ambady’s study] “showed that homosexuals are better at correctly identifying sexual orientation than heterosexuals from silent videos and photographs.”
Standard disclaimer: Not that there’s anything wrong with that…
Posted by Bruce Rheinstein on 2006 11 11 at 09:04 AM • permalinkOk, I’m making headway, but it’s slow. It’s just that the pages aren’t paper. They appear to be parchment or something. They’re thick as hell. Each time I rip out a page I have to pull with both hands while setting my feet firmly on the floor. I feel like I’m pulling off my wife’s jeans.
And I got to tell you, I think this book is alive. Every time I rip an old protocol out, I hear a scream. I’m also beginning to suspect some of these pages have somehow walked back into the book and reattached themselves while I went for a Diet Coke break. I could swear I pulled that protocol about the secret base on Mt. Olympus. And the one about the nephalim, I ripped that out twice.
Some of the pages aren’t even in English. What kind of crap is that? Is this not Pax Brittanica-Angloceltica or not? Ok, the ancient Greek and Roman I can handle. But fark, the whole front half of the book is in some type of wedge stick like script. And then it goes to hieroglyphs and then pictographs. I asked MentalFloss for his opinion on one of them and he shrieked something about one of the lost secrets handed to Seth and he started giving me one of those lectures. And that took over two hours. I zoned out after three minutes, believe me.
I don’t want to go through any more of those lectures. So I say, it all comes out. Ripppp.
< aaaaaaaaaaeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee >
Ooo, it didn’t like that.
Posted by wronwright on 2006 11 11 at 11:30 AM • permalinkYou fool! That’s the Necronomicon. Now there is no hope for you. I would say “may Cthulhu take pity on your soul” but of course he won’t.
That’s the last time I leave the library keys out. And it’s a pity that I am currently in possession of a certain antique Zulu spear that is the only weapon in existence capable of holding off the army of ghouls that will shortly descend upon wronwright to rend him into pieces and take his naked soul down into the Deep…
Heh heh heh.
Posted by Andrea Harris, Administrator on 2006 11 11 at 06:59 PM • permalinkJust to round the comments on this post out, the boy just to the right of the little girl grew into the gay man.
Posted by Janis Gore on 2006 11 11 at 08:14 PM • permalink
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