Frankly, if you've seen one car show you've seen them all. They are the same cars that travel from town to town in search of new hardware to put on their mantel or in a box sitting out in the garage. Things have changed little since I started doing them back when I had a sweet '62 Plymouth Belvedere. I had given up golf for a lawn chair in the park. I added more cars, then sold them when it looked like Kitschland was going to be my new home. But Kitschland never gelled so I got another old car for visits up North. There will be no more cars other than the one I have. This event, the Aledo Antique Days Car Show is an obvious must-go and there are always a lot of nice cars to see. And, of course, by virtue of its being kind of a hometown show, attendance is required.
She is a somewhat rare 4-door Dodge Custom 800. It was pretty much turnkey. Unlike my other cars I have not done a thing to her. This is the way she was sitting outside a rural farm when the guy I bought it from, a dealer, saw it. Although it may be rare, it will never have much value. It is a 4 door family car. Those are just about the lowest on the value tree. But that's OK, I didn't buy it as an investment anyway. And she certainly gets her stares and appreciation from onlookers. Not many trophies come her way but that's OK, she's a winner in my book, and I always vote for her anyway.
It's tough being small town troubadours. You've still got to put your heart into every song even though the crowd may be sparse.
Happily, the crowd got bigger as the day progressed.
For my money the late 60's Camaro was the best looking sports car ever made.
Best of the Rest
And we finish where we started. Miss Frump. 1963 Dodge Custom 880. She was the only one there just like it. She always is.
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