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| MG car before I knew him loved his car By the time I met this handsome fella, he was driving something not sporty, a very plain black 1957 Chevy. He and I married in 1958. We kept the car till 1962 when we were expecting our third child. We bought a red (my color idea) station wagon; he gave the Chevy to my younger brother. He drove it till it was worn down. All three of us were saddened to see the '57 Chevy become a classic in later years. Who'd a thunk that a car so plain looking would rise so high? visit Vintage Weekly |
CAPTURED by my camera! my Small Stone for today: Hoosier-land winters, a potpourri of climes , from mild to frigid. Yikes, another storm! Thankfully, I am prepared for a lengthy confinement. with contentment, I'm linking to ABC Wednesday hosted this week by Leslie reminder about my give-away offered here during the Grow Your Blog party!
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