Old Enough To Remember?

My grandmother had plastic covers on all her furniture and even plastic runners on her carpet on traffic areas. She even had plastic seat covers on her car seats. She lived through the depression ans I am sure that has something to do with it.
Way back...Christmas eve 1964. This is back when you could still do last minute shopping and find some decent gifts.
Went shopping with Mom, dark was coming on and it was snowing. I noticed two identical Ford Fairlanes parked right beside one another, both still had the dealer sticker in the rear passenger side windows. On with shopping. The police arrived outside and were talking to an elderly man about his stolen Fairlane and was filing a report. This was a big deal in rural, almost backwoods USA at that point. The officer noticed the other Fairlane in the spot adjacent to the one the 'stolen' vehicle had been in. 'Strange thing, officer, someone has taken the plastic off my seats!'. That rang some bells and the officer called the manager of the Ford dealership and got his hunch verified...they had sold two near identical Fairlanes just that week, one with clear plastic seat covers, the other without. The manager also noted that the key numbers in his records for the two cars were identical. With the address of the 'other' owner, the swap was made. The other owner, also quite elderly had hopped into the first brown Fairlane and drove it home, he never noticed the plastic seat covers. The swap was made and everyone went home happy.
All this transpired while Mom and I were shopping....about 45 minutes.
 
Back in 1976 I lived in Alaska. A friend had just bought a new Saab car. He worked at an office building in downtown Anchorage. After work he walked down to his new car and drove home. When he got out of his car at home he stopped when he noticed a child's car seat in the back seat. Being that he had no children and was not married he paused to think about this. He decided to drive back to work where he found his car just a few spaces away from where he picked up this car by mistake. Apparently the keys worked in both vehicles. He left the car in the parking lot and drove his new car home. He never said a word about it and nobody noticed.
 
Back in 1976 I lived in Alaska. A friend had just bought a new Saab car. He worked at an office building in downtown Anchorage. After work he walked down to his new car and drove home. When he got out of his car at home he stopped when he noticed a child's car seat in the back seat. Being that he had no children and was not married he paused to think about this. He decided to drive back to work where he found his car just a few spaces away from where he picked up this car by mistake. Apparently the keys worked in both vehicles. He left the car in the parking lot and drove his new car home. He never said a word about it and nobody noticed.

In the early 80s I did some towing and a lot of it for other garages in town. One garage sent me to a hotel to pick up a "piece of junk red Datsun". "Key's in it". So I go get it keys and all. I pull in their shop with it and he tells me that's not it. I rush it back and put it right back where I found it and found another "piece of junk red Datsun" and took it to him. Right one. The next week the Matco man is in our shop and we somehow got on the subject and I told the story. He said that's my daughter's car, she works there. She had told him someone had messed with her car.
 
Yes that's mine, I left it in the woods somewhere in Bavaria. It has bleached out some, do me a favor and Bury it. ;)


I have no idea what that is.
If you really want to know, and I know you do... It is white dog poo, and it was a thing back in the sixties and seventies when they added way too much calcium in dog food to make dog poo not look like... well... dog poo.
Remember, this was way before carrying a plastic bag with you on walkies was a thing.


Yes that's mine, I left it in the woods somewhere in Bavaria.
...which, incidentally, makes your comment hilarious.:D
 
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i had one on my Schwinn Traveler worked great until i switched to 27 x 1 1/8 tires. the generator ate through the sidewall
If I remember correctly, there was a lot of drag when you engaged them. In hindsight I could see them chewing through the side of a thin tire, with a lot of use
 
If you really want to know, and I know you do... It is white dog poo, and it was a thing back in the sixties and seventies when they added way too much calcium in dog food to make dog poo not look like... well... dog poo.
Remember, this was way before carrying a plastic bag with you on walkies was a thing.


Yes that's mine, I left it in the woods somewhere in Bavaria.
...which, incidentally, makes your comment hilarious.:D
:rofl1: I was going to say that looks like dog doo-doo.
 
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