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Friday, June 5, 2026
57 Olds
My Dad's 57 was silver, but this green looks pretty good too.
My uncle had one in 57. It was a convertable and had bubble skirts, spots and of course curb feelers. I was 10 and thought it was the coolest car I had ever seen. It was green, but I remember it as a dark green. He lived in Detroit and worked for Cadillac and had a new Olds every year. His 62 Olds convertable he wrecked on Telegraph Ave. drag racing and was T-boned at an intersection at over 100 mph. The car hit a steel power pole and was cut in two pieces right behind the front seat. He and his visiting friend from Tennessee both survived with broken bones and over 300 stiches each. I still have pictures of the pieces of the car. Strangely, several years later two friends were in a similar wreck when they hit an oak tree and cut a 49 Olds fastback hot rod in half. Both had broken bones and were found in the back seat of the car, but survived. Some things just can't be explained I guess. Bubbarust
Mine was black! Actually multiple coats of black lacquer. Almost 60 years later, and after numerous more luxurious, exotic, or expensive cars, I still fondly remember my Rocket 88 as one of my favorite rides! Maybe because I was in my twenties and the world was my oyster!
whoa....them back winda's....
ReplyDeletepipes thru the bumper...nice!
how bout some skirts and curb feelers?
My uncle had one in 57. It was a convertable and had bubble skirts, spots and of course curb feelers. I was 10 and thought it was the coolest car I had ever seen. It was green, but I remember it as a dark green. He lived in Detroit and worked for Cadillac and had a new Olds every year. His 62 Olds convertable
Deletehe wrecked on Telegraph Ave. drag racing and was T-boned at an intersection at over 100 mph. The car hit a steel power pole and was cut in two pieces right behind the front seat. He and his visiting friend from Tennessee both survived with broken bones and over 300 stiches each.
I still have pictures of the pieces of the car. Strangely, several years later
two friends were in a similar wreck when they hit an oak tree and cut a
49 Olds fastback hot rod in half. Both had broken bones and were found in the back seat of the car, but survived. Some things just can't be explained I
guess.
Bubbarust
. Some things just can'
and a set of teardrop spots hanging on the front. Beyond overkill but rear window sends a clear invite for venetian-blinds
ReplyDeleteMine was black! Actually multiple coats of black lacquer. Almost 60 years later, and after numerous more luxurious, exotic, or expensive cars, I still fondly remember my Rocket 88 as one of my favorite rides! Maybe because I was in my twenties and the world was my oyster!
ReplyDeleteDad had the Buick. When my sister came along in 65 he traded for a 65 Bonneville.
ReplyDeleteMy Dad's pink with a black and white interior. Wish he hadn't sold it!
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