Vintage shots from days gone by!

Those New Era cans lasted into I think the early 60s. I have maybe half a dozen of them, all slightly different. One of the local dairies also got into the act, selling tater chips in reusable cans 1st time then big baggy-type refills. I will also have to find one of 'em & click a pic. Can anybody say the magic words? "Twin Pines"!

 

jeez, am i really that old, still remember potato chips came in a bag, in a box.[/QUOTE]

And I think my mom (now a spry 93) still has her roaster like that one!

 

"... and when you grow up, how would you like to be a secretary? Can you use a tape recorder? Let me see that stretch. . ."

 

And I think my mom (now a spry 93) still has her roaster like that one![/QUOTE]

You can still buy those roasters new, I bought one for potluck camping a few years ago.

 

The 1957 Mercury is not a Pedal car, it is electric powered with working headlights, taillights and horn. They also made a gas version but this is not one of them. They were made by the Powercar company of Mystic CT. They also made a 1958 version.

 

I found it over on the AMC Forum here's the link. http://theamcforum.com/forum/nascar-needs-to-step-up_topic47963_page5.html

 

Somewhere in my archives I have the issue where Uncle Tom tested the Tucker. (also the same issue that featured the Davis)

In 1971 he re-tested the tucker.
http://www.oldride.com/library/1948_tucker.html

I have that issue as well.

 

North of the Border






"Pontiac Laurentian Parisienne Sport Coupe"...Laurentian and Parisienne later became separate model lines but in '58 the two names together designated the top trim of the Laurentian series (akin to 1957's Star Chief Custom Bonneville, before Bonneville became its own line)

 

I know a guy that told me he has a "Panther" name plate from one of these cars. It seems it was wrecked on the 401 near Kingston Ontario and he "borrowed" the name plate while it was in the tow truck's yard. When I see him I will see if I can get a pic of it.

 

The plastic wrap would date the car as later I think. Plastic or Polyethylene sheeting would help date the picture.

 

..around 1956 ...my late brother Marc...back when soap box cars were still made with baby carriage wheels....

 

The MeTV "Come on" photo reminds me of Eugene Levy in National Lampoons Vacation, "You think you hate it now, wait till you drive it". LOL

 

Said Milky The Clown!!!

 

Tom's original article was in the August 1948 issue of Mechanix Illustrated. It got him fired from his other job over at Reader's Digest. They weren't big fans of the Tucker and published some negative articles on it.

The February 1971 article is a great read for anyone interested in the car.

Over the years nearly 300 articles have been published in national magazines about the Tucker. Some, like McCahill's, were honest and well written. Others are filled with slanted opinions that are not based on the facts. In all, it amounted to 6 articles written for every Tucker that was built. Not bad!

 

SWI66, seeing your photo of the Chitwood jump reminds me of Joie Sr.'s book "Safe At Any Speed" and his quote that the Corvair was the first car they had which they were able to use for the ramp-to-ramp jump without changing vehicles for the second year of use.

 

Tempe, Az. 1960's

 

Billboards for a couple of the more popular radio stations in the Phoenix area. Late 60's or early 70's

 

Had to be around 1960-61 when the Twin Pines Chips came out. My then-brother in-law was a Twin Pines milkman at that time. The can below was one that my grandmother kept in her kitchen till she passed in the late 70s:
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You can still buy those roasters new, I bought one for potluck camping a few years ago.[/QUOTE]

Ha,ha. Beat me to it. We roast or Thanksgiving Turkey in a roaster like that out on the patio to free up the oven for other things.

 

Cosmonaut Crashed Into Earth ‘Crying In Rage’

This Day in Space: 1967. Cosmonaut Vladimir Komarov born. He would be the first person to die during a spaceflight.

So there’s a cosmonaut up in space, circling the globe, convinced he will never make it back to Earth; he’s on the phone with Alexei Kosygin — then a high official of the Soviet Union — who is crying because he, too, thinks the cosmonaut will die.

The space vehicle is shoddily constructed, running dangerously low on fuel; its parachutes — though no one knows this — won’t work and the cosmonaut, Vladimir Komarov, is about to, literally, crash full speed into Earth, his body turning molten on impact. As he heads to his doom, U.S. listening posts in Turkey hear him crying in rage, “cursing the people who had put him inside a botched spaceship.”

This extraordinarily intimate account of the 1967 death of a Russian cosmonaut appears in a new book, Starman, by Jamie Doran and Piers Bizony, to be published next month. The authors base their narrative principally on revelations from a KGB officer, Venyamin Ivanovich Russayev, and previous reporting by Yaroslav Golovanov in Pravda. This version — if it’s true — is beyond shocking.

Starman tells the story of a friendship between two cosmonauts, Vladimir Kamarov and Soviet hero Yuri Gagarin, the first human to reach outer space. The two men were close; they socialized, hunted and drank together.

In 1967, both men were assigned to the same Earth-orbiting mission, and both knew the space capsule was not safe to fly. Komarov told friends he knew he would probably die. But he wouldn’t back out because he didn’t want Gagarin to die. Gagarin would have been his replacement.

The story begins around 1967, when Leonid Brezhnev, leader of the Soviet Union, decided to stage a spectacular midspace rendezvous between two Soviet spaceships.

The plan was to launch a capsule, the Soyuz 1, with Komarov inside. The next day, a second vehicle would take off, with two additional cosmonauts; the two vehicles would meet, dock, Komarov would crawl from one vehicle to the other, exchanging places with a colleague, and come home in the second ship. It would be, Brezhnev hoped, a Soviet triumph on the 50th anniversary of the Communist revolution. Brezhnev made it very clear he wanted this to happen.

The problem was Gagarin. Already a Soviet hero, the first man ever in space, he and some senior technicians had inspected the Soyuz 1 and had found 203 structural problems — serious problems that would make this machine dangerous to navigate in space. The mission, Gagarin suggested, should be postponed.

“ He’ll die instead of me. We’ve got to take care of him.”

- Komarov talking about Gagarin

The question was: Who would tell Brezhnev? Gagarin wrote a 10-page memo and gave it to his best friend in the KGB, Venyamin Russayev, but nobody dared send it up the chain of command. Everyone who saw that memo, including Russayev, was demoted, fired or sent to diplomatic Siberia. With less than a month to go before the launch, Komarov realized postponement was not an option. He met with Russayev, the now-demoted KGB agent, and said, “I’m not going to make it back from this flight.”

Russayev asked, Why not refuse? According to the authors, Komarov answered: “If I don’t make this flight, they’ll send the backup pilot instead.” That was Yuri Gagarin. Vladimir Komarov couldn’t do that to his friend. “That’s Yura,” the book quotes him saying, “and he’ll die instead of me. We’ve got to take care of him.” Komarov then burst into tears.

 

Really ? I wasn't there in the 60s but that picture doesn't seem to fit the desert landscape.