Home sweet home
Bob's sister Hannah
Bob's sister Ada
Bob's brother Otto
Bob's sister Eve
Bob's sister Nan
A baby picture of Bob and his siblings (clockwise from upper left: Otto, Eve, Hannah, Ada, Bob, and Nan)
Bob's childhood home
Bob's mom and dad
Bob in his youth
Bob's cousin Alphonse
Bob's Uncle Ralph and Aunt Edna
Bob's cousin Archibald
Bob's stepbrother Herbie (who really needs to quit smoking)
Bob's cousin Chester
Bob's Great Uncle Norbert and Great Aunt Phyllis
Bob's cousin Saffron (who will do anything for a drink)
Bob's cousin Thorndike
Bob's brother-in-law Vinnie
Bob's cousin Orville, who loves the Green Bay Packers
Bob's nieces Lulu and Bitsy, the biker chicks
Bob's stepsister Eloise, with the twins, Rudy and Trudy
Bob's Uncle Henry and Aunt Rowena
Bob's niece Esmerelda (who likes to live dangerously)
Bob's Great Uncle Arthur up in Saskatchewan
Bob's cousin Louie, the grackle of grumpiness
Miss Screech, Bob's journalism teacher
Bob's nephew Winthrop, who loves sports
Bob's Uncle Seymour and Aunt Bernice
Bob's second cousin Schlomo in Brooklyn
Bob's nephew Baxter
Bob's cousin Darrell
Nigel, Bob's pen pal in New Zealand
Bob's sister-in-law Delphine, who volunteers at the animal shelter
Percy the Pickpocket, Bob's third cousin once removed (the relative no one likes to talk about... every family has one)
The Bluebird of Happiness™ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
A pair of tits (in case the boobies were insufficiently titillating)
Bluebird Bitter™, the beer they named for Bob
bluebird of bitterness 
The Packard is for me.
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We had a 55 Studebaker much the same style as that 53 in the add. Actually, we had it twice. My parents traded it in on a Studebaker Lark station wagon when I turned 16. Then, a few years later my Mom saw it on a used car lot and bought it. I drove it for a couple of years until the rust monster did it in. It was traded in again on a VW Bug. One of the dealer’s mechanics bought it and put the engine in a dragster. It had been built at the very end of the 55 model year run when they had run out of the standard engine with a two barrel carburetor and single exhaust. An engine meant for the 56 line of a more muscle car model went in with a 4 barrel and dual exhausts.
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Great story!
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Thanks
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Excellent ! Most cars nowadays are so similar to each other, it’s hard to find your own vehicle in a parking lot – lol
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Isn’t that the truth!
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Great selection of ads
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The 1953 Studebaker has always been one of my favorites.
It’s ironic that the cars were very colorful, with 2-tone or 3-tone paint jobs, back in the days of black & white TVs with only 13 channels, but now that we have HD color TVs with hundreds of channels most of the cars are black or white or one of 50 shades of gray.
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I’ve been puzzling over that phenomenon for a while now. Any idea what brought on this sudden reluctance to use actual colors on cars? It’s so weird to look out at a full parking lot and see almost nothing but black, white, and gray, as if I were in a movie from the 1930s.
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I’d have that De Soto. Or the Pontiac. Red is my very favourite car colour. What a fantastically interesting post 💖
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I’d take that ’53 red Ford truck, if it was a Chevy. 😉
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It’s hard to pick a favorite. Those were the days, my friend! 😀
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Thank you for the link. 🙂
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This was so much fun!
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The first one doesn’t look very European to me!
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Ooh! Ahh! 🙂
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