Tired and worn old floors may not appeal to everybody, but they certainly do to me. Unnoticed by those who walk across them they offer a sense of stability and comfort under my feet. They are old, yet sturdy and enduring.
Gently worn by the many shoes and boots, maybe some barefeet, too, that have crossed across them they’ve stood the test of time. They were there as good times passed above them and as troubled times swirled above; light hearted steps and steps slowed by worry have left their silent imprints.
Most have a squeak or a creak in a certain spot that no amount of leveling under the floor will correct. When I find a creak in a wooden floor I usually try to arrange my steps to cross it several times and feel its motion under my feet – my grandparents house had such a spot in the wooden flooring hidden under the linoleum floor rug, how I would love to hear it again.
Gentle reminders of time gone by, of days long ago, yet, the footsteps continue.
The Fabulous Fifties! Americans were fascinated and obsessed with rockets and jet engines and car designers gave them just that with the designs of the 1950’s. Hood ornaments, tailfins, and lots of chrome reflected the culture of America at that time.
1959 brought an excess of space age details to automobile designs. Fueled by the Space Age and America’s first man in space, tailfins reached maximum height in car designs. The 1959 Cadillac Series 60 Fleetwood’s bullet shaped taillights imitated jet airplane stabilizers and the tailfins were at their pinnacle. At 19 feet in length this model would be the longest Cadillac ever to be made. Imagine trying to parallel park this one in one of today’s parking spaces!
This car was my favorite in the exhibit, probably for sentimental reasons. One is that as a teenager I remember occasionally seeing one of these models on the road and having my father explain that the obsession with tailfins had reached its excess with the 1959 models. Looking back he agreed that they were really ridiculous!
Ah, how I love anything vintage and this display of classic cars has my name written all over it! I was not disappointed with any of them and secretly wished I could have a ride in at least one…or two…or all of them! As a child and young teen I would see some of these still on the road and now to see these restored and preserved is exciting. So, here we go with American Dreams.
It’s delightful…It’s delovely….It’s De Soto! read the ads for the large sedan with a V-8 engine. And rightfully so as it featured a 12-volt electrical system to run a power radio antenna, power seats, and a Highway Hi-Fi record player (although I’m not sure how you would keep a needle on a record on a bumpy road). Consumers could choose between a 3-speed manual transmission or a push button transmission, the first to be offered in the United States.
This Firedome has undergone extensive restoration. Painted in factory correct tones of shell pink and irridescent burgundy it also has New Original Stock (NOS) upholstery.
Truly a luxury car only 400 Caribbeans were manufactured in 1954. All came standard with leather upholstery and spare tire carrier on the back. The last true Packard would roll off the assembly line in 1956.
Chrome and stainless steel trim stretched the entire length of the car. During the mid-1950’s many of the smaller car manufacturers declined under competition with the Big Three – Chrysler, Ford, and General Motors.
Although the T-bird was fitted with a V-8 engine Ford promoted it as a personal luxury car rather than a sports car. Chevrolet had the Corvette and Europe produced countless sports cars, but Ford had the Thunderbird. The large trunk accomodated the spare tire and the tail fins were elongated in the style of the day.
This T-bird has been restored with all factory-stock materials.
All of these classic automobiles and more are on display at the McNay Art Museum until May 19th. I’ll be featuring others in upcoming posts, so stay tuned!
My love of pianos and piano music always pulls me to take a second look at any piano, but especially at the antique ones. I especially love the square pianos, probably from childhood visits with a neighbor, Miss Robbie, of my paternal grandparents who had one in her antique filled living room. These are a few that I’ve encountered recently, enjoy!