Today, I went through my parent's photo albums to see if I could scrounge up any old photos of my 1946 Plymouth Business Coupe, and it was a resounding success! Below is a brief write-up of the history behind each picture.
Photo 1: My Mom on high school graduation day in June of 1970. She received the car as a graduation gift from her father (my grandfather). It became her daily driver for many years. The colors are off in this photo for some reason, I'm thinking I can probably get a photo restoration person to clean it up. Additionally, there is an accessory attached to the bumpers not seen in any of the other pictures. Anyone know what those might be?
Photo 2: My Mom posing with the Plymouth shortly after joining the U.S. Air Force, circa 1974. What's interesting to note is the lack of white-wall tires, as well as the odd sense of fashion my Mom had in the mid-70s.
Photo 3: My Mom and Grandpa working under the hood in 1978. If you look closely, you can see the after-market horns my Grandpa had installed. There is a set of 4 horns (manufactured by Artes de Arcos), powered by the vacuum that each play a separate note. There is currently a leak somewhere in the mechanism, so only two of the four notes sound correct. I look forward to fixing that! Additionally, you'll note that the bumper accessory is no longer shown.
Photo 4: My (far right) first taste of the Plymouth, 1991. For my first few years on this planet, the car was garaged by my grandparents in San Diego while we constantly moved across the country due to my parent's Air Force careers. I always loved the car, probably more than anyone else outside of my Grandpa. Of interest to note is the blanket we have over the bench seat; we've always put blankets on the seats while driving so as to not cover the upholstery with sweat. So far, it's worked! While the bench seat does have a few stains, it's in otherwise miraculous condition for its age!
Photos 5 through 7: My grandparents drove the car from San Diego to Virginia in 1993. Grandma never knew how to drive, so Grandpa did 100% of the driving, with a hernia! I still have their trip log, showing when they broke down, how often they got gas, and who they visited. How's that for a reliability tour!
Photo 8: My parents with the Plymouth in its new (old) home in Virginia after my grandparents drove it cross-country in 1993. If you look above the license plate, you'll notice there is a "Registered Nurse" badge. This badge has always been on the car, as the first owner (as well as my Mom) were RNs. This is a piece of history that really makes this car special to me.
Photo 9: Grandpa (foreground) taking the car for a spin with one of our old neighbors in '93. Without his dedication to maintaining the Plymouth and passion for antique cars, this beautiful piece of American made machinery surely would have been lost to history. I am so thankful that I have been lucky enough to inherit such a wonderful family heirloom!
Photo 10: Last fall, after years of admiration, Big Blue passed into my possession when my parents moved from their longtime home to a condominium, no longer having the ability to store her. Here I am, filling her up with my first tank of gas. Hopefully, I will be able to pump many more.