“Malo periculosam, libertatem quam quietam servitutem.”
A product of a gentler age.
Oh it's almost painful to remember how simple life was then.'56 Buick?
Looks a lot like the DQ in Grafton WVA
In 1959, had my first chili dog at DQ in Front Royal, Virginia. Prior to that, had never heard of such a thing.
Longing to time travel to back then, then destroy the De Lorean...
In the early sixties, on hot Summer evenings, Dad would load Mom and us four kids into the huge Ford station wagon, and we would fight over who got to sit way back in the third backwards-facing seat and prop our feet out the roll-down back window. We’d drive five minutes cross town to the locally-owned Creamy Cone and get 5 cent cones. Dipped cost 10 cents, and that was a rare treat. Those were the days... there wasn’t much money, but we were all so happy and grateful! I remember that my Dad bought Mom something called a “sundae” on their anniversary. Dad was the only breadwinner in the family, of course, so we had to pinch those pennies until Lincoln screamed.
What went wrong, so very very wrong?
HUGE tax increases in the 60's, which required two paychecks per family. Thank your friendly Democrats for all those expensive social programs.
We gave up prayer in schools and then.....