CarPort

You’ve read about my fondness for the 1935 Ford, the car my parents had when I was born, and how I’d like to have one some day. I’m pleased to report that the day has come, in a modest sort of way. This past October my cousin Suzy (center, between my sister Rosemary and wife….
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It comes as no surprise that the Big Three are extending their holiday plant shutdowns this year. The great industrial drama has been playing on the news for some time now, the players dancing around bankruptcy and government mulling a rescue plan. Although the times and situations are very different, one can’t help remembering the….
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A few months ago, I said I remember “Mommycar,” my mother’s 1935 Ford, as a Standard model. I’m beginning to doubt my recollections, as Standards came with one taillight and the only photo I can find clearly shows two. Of course, some items standard on the Deluxe model, like the second taillight and second horn,….
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For more than thirty years the Fosters have driven old cars, exclusively. At one time we’d buy well-kept 16 or 17-year-old vehicles. These days we like our creature comforts and a bit of luxury so the cars are some eight years old when they come to us, with about 100,000 miles. I’m fond of saying….
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