|A Vietnam vet's memorial on the outskirts of Shamrock, Texas, with Studebaker|
|I love Studebakers|
I did that last Sunday, ahead of schedule before stopping in Canyon. I love back roads, and the memories they provoke. Shamrock is known for its art-deco US 66 gas station buildings and more, but on the fringes of this town are boarded up windows, mechanic shops, old gas stations and more.
Imagine if those cars could talk and tell their stories, of their drives and roads they'd traveled and places they'd been.
After taking those photos, I headed on west and passed another later model Studebaker, next to another old Ford. This was outside a mechanic's shop, with a display that tells me he is a Vietnam vet, because it's also flying the American and POW/MIA flag.
It was a two Studebaker Sunday in Shamrock--more reasons I love Texas.
*Here's my poem for you:
"Once there was a fellow, a raker
Who told his beautiful wife and homemaker
He'd never, ever forsake her,
If he could just buy a Studebaker."
|Can you imagine the stories?|