Sunday Drive

Being a card carrying member of the baby-boom generation I can testify that I grew up with the automobile.  Several automobiles to be exact, my father used to buy a new car about every two and one-half years on average.

Most American’s my age are either car lovers or were in one the majority of their lives.

Often on Sunday’s my father would announce after breakfast that we were going for a drive.  Now the Sunday Drive as I remember it, never had a destination, it was all shoot from the hip, let’s try this out, we have never been there before, and we would head out.

With cheap motor fuel and some hastily assembled sack lunches, we are loaded up in the family truckster and headed out.  On some days, he even took the family dog with us, which were especially memorable rides, sharing the backseat with a little sister and a boxer.  Living in one of the greatest states in the United States for geographical wonders and things to see and do, California was our playground.

Some days the trip was to the oceanside and the beach, others were to the mountains and one Sunday in particular, we ended up in Nevada.  To this day, I cannot figure out how, but when we stopped for gas, Dad asked the guy just “where in the world am I?” and he came back to the car and Mom said, “Well Loren, where are we?” and he smiled and say, “Well hon, we seem to be in Nevada my dear.” And then the discussion started.

Today’s offering is not strictly about cars, don’t be fooled.

The video is about a relationship between a man and his car, but most importantly, it is about family.  It is a short segment about two sons, who went the extra mile to do something very special for their Father.  I think it is worth watching and I hope you find time to do this too.  It will tug at your heartstrings and in small way, make your day.  Give it a shot.

Dads car

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Thanks to Chopper Scott in NB.

5 thoughts on “Sunday Drive

  1. Being a CA kid myself, I remember those car rides. We use to ride down into the valley and I would look for those bright orange stands that sold orange juice. That was the finest tasting orange juice and it was so cold. It was wonderful in the high temps or even the low ones. Thanks for bringing back the memory.
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    My parents were transplanted Okies who moved to the Bay Area of California in 1952. I was born in Oklahoma and moved back here in 1964. We used to see the fruit stands in the valley and would stop and load up on our trips back to Oklahoma. Great times, and California was wonderful then, not like now, with some 33 million and a lot of problems.

    DS

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  2. Wow! Fabulous video and you are right….very heart warming. What terrific sons!
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    Glad you liked it, I thought it was super myself.

    DS

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  3. This was a very nice post. I enjoyed reading your blog today very much.

    Love to write?

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    Thanks for the comment and do drop by anytime you feel like it or cop a sub for the site. We add to it almost daily. Really like the “cherry” gravatar, every time I see one of them, I know that the one-armed bandit is going to cough up something.

    I am not a writer, more less a hack or something like that, just throw it out there and hope for the best.

    DS

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  4. Oh, how I loved this post! The video was a tear-jerker! My Dad owned a couple of Chevy SS’s when we were kids. I still have my Dad’s 1953 Chevy Deluxe. They brought me home from the hospital with it back in 1961. It needs a little work, but I’m bound and determined someday I’ll be driving it on Sundays. The video brought back memories of my own Dad… my family.

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    All I have of my Dads’ possessions, is an old bottle of his aftershave, every now and then, I will uncork it take a sniff and close my eyes. He has been gone since 1989 and I will think of him from time to time.

    Don

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  5. How did that old jingle go? “Baseball, hotdogs, apple pie and Chevrolet”? That was an awesome video. My Dad is a car enthusiast and we used to go for Sunday drives. Our family thought about going for a drive this afternoon, but we would have had to take out a 2nd mortgage to afford the gas. Thank you for posting this – that was cool to watch.

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    Wasn’t it Diana Shore, “See the U.S.A. in a Chevrolet?” I can relate to the gas thing, I filled up our old hoopie just this morning, and it doubled the value of the car! Maybe the Arab’s will develop a “adopt a Okie” program soon.

    If they do I will swing by some Sunday just to take you for a ride.

    DS

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