This is the car that ended Aldo's career. Mario had this car built for his brother but Aldo received serious injuries driving it in an IMCA race at Des Moines, Iowa in 1969.
By "how we live now" do you mean citizens in tents on sidewalks or foreign guests living rent free in 5 star hotels? Is that what you call progress?
I've posted this before. That's Highway 50 looking east through South Lake Tahoe. 197? My brother in-law had his 56 F100 stolen from that Shell station. It was never found. Those cars are parked in front of the unemployment office. I used to plow snow in the winter. I would park my loader across the street to report to the unemployment office. Work for cash, collect unemployment and ski in the winter. It's what you did living in Tahoe.
Christmas was celebrated a lot different back then… I’m glad I was a kid growing up in the 50’s….Citys “Main Streets” like Market Street in Inglewood are just about gone or not decorated like they were back them. Kids today don’t know what they are missing..Electric trains and new bikes were the norm..now the exception. I haven’t seen a kid on a real bike since our son and all his buddies moved away 40 years ago.
We moved to Anaheim 1960 ish. I couldn't believe what a paradise SoCal was. I was 13/14. Empty lots turned into go-cart tracks, in ground trampolines, water slides, Knotts, Disneyland. A movie theater in a shopping center just across the street (boulevard). Everything open at night, perfect weather. I rode my bike to Huntington Beach down Hwy 39 with my new found friends. Rode in the back of my friend's pickup to go to a grunion run one night for an unbelievable beach party. I never heard of a grunion. They were just an excuse for citizens to party on the beach at night. There were 14 kids my age group living in 1 1/2 blocks on my street.
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