My first memory of a family car was a Nash. My father would trade ever year and tell us to not tell anyone we had a new car. Back then they looked the same for several years. He bought the same color, which was sort of a butterscotch color. When I was around 13 he switched to Buick and he drove Buicks until I left home at 17. When I was 16 he also ownered a VW Carmen Gia that I got to drive on occassion. My mother had a Nash Rambler wagon that I learned to drive in. I remember knocking down a shrub next to the driveway because I could not get the gas/Clutch thing down and kept rolling backwards until the shrub was squashed. I remember at 13 trying to put dads car in the garage and hitting a post with the left fender. Needles to say I was in big trouble.:mad:
I remember when we had our first TV, Television was so new in Birmingham there was only one station. There was the indian test pattern showing most of the day until late afternoon when they would start normal broadcast. The first show to come on was "Howdy Doody time". My favorite night time show was "Dragnet". "Just The Facts Ma'am":D
