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One
Big
Honkin
Gator!
Big Honkin Gator! Goose Island State Park
We’re not there now; I’m just thinking about the fishing pier.
I like this part of life on the Texas coast. There are no signs, no warnings about tides or other dangers, shallow water or deep water; instead the stairs are an open invitation to walk right on in and wander off out on the oyster bar and beyond. Do what you want. Make of it what you will.
I like this part of life on the Texas coast. There are no signs, no warnings about tides or other dangers, shallow water or deep water; instead the stairs are an open invitation to walk right on in and wander off out on the oyster bar and beyond. Do what you want. Make of it what you will. Update
Okay, I missed a few cars. There was the red ‘52 MG TC. It had a fine exhaust note. I forgot about that until reminded.
The 1934 Chevy coupe with a six-cylinder GMC truck engine I barely remember. Dad claimed it was really fast; too fast. I think he kept it offsite.
…a Studebaker wagon I don’t remember, but Brother Tom does.
The Cadillac convertible Dad got from Uncle Dick was a ’55.
..and the Karmann Ghia.
Judy and I drove that for a while after we got back from the Army. I don’t remember the 1949 Ford.
But I do remember the Fraser.
I think we had that up to the time we left Seal Beach for Long Beach. The Auburn dual cowl Phaeton in the driveway I just remember as a parts car. It didn’t look anything like this.
I remember people joking that every one of Dad’s Auburns was the same color, brown; rust brown. I had a 1932 Ford, 2 door sedan I was working on as a teenager. I rebuilt a Chevy V-8, for it, but got distracted and left for the Army before I got the engine installed.
I still love the lines of that car. And there was a 1955 Chevy I got from Brother Tom that I drove.
Those were the two cars of my youth; a Ford I didn’t drive and a Chevy I did.
The 1934 Chevy coupe with a six-cylinder GMC truck engine I barely remember. Dad claimed it was really fast; too fast. I think he kept it offsite. …a Studebaker wagon I don’t remember, but Brother Tom does. The Cadillac convertible Dad got from Uncle Dick was a ’55. ..and the Karmann Ghia.Judy and I drove that for a while after we got back from the Army. I don’t remember the 1949 Ford. But I do remember the Fraser.I think we had that up to the time we left Seal Beach for Long Beach. The Auburn dual cowl Phaeton in the driveway I just remember as a parts car. It didn’t look anything like this.I remember people joking that every one of Dad’s Auburns was the same color, brown; rust brown. I had a 1932 Ford, 2 door sedan I was working on as a teenager. I rebuilt a Chevy V-8, for it, but got distracted and left for the Army before I got the engine installed.I still love the lines of that car. And there was a 1955 Chevy I got from Brother Tom that I drove.Those were the two cars of my youth; a Ford I didn’t drive and a Chevy I did. Our house
Dad had a thing for cars. There was a Graham from the 40s out front. We had a black 1941 Buick Limousine, a Cadillac convertible for a while, an old hopped up heavy-duty GMC pickup (I was impressed with how low “compound low” was.) …and it had an air horn! We had a brand new 55 Buick Century Riviera, a DeSoto, a green Plymouth station wagon nicknamed the Green Wennie, an Auburn sedan in Grandma’s garage, an Auburn speedster in the barn/garage out back, numerous derelict auburns for parts-cars around our yard and at offsite storage, a Triumph sedan nicknamed the Puddlejumper, and a little white Lloyd Arabella sedan. Nobody (in the U.S.) had a Lloyd sedan. 
Yeah, Dad had a thing for cars.
Yeah, Dad had a thing for cars.