That was a time when all cars had a class of their own. They all had their own shape and look and each year we waited for the coming changes wondering how we could modify it and make it look even better.
We could chop the top, add some fins or cut in some vents. We could change the paint design and add some flames and a lot of pinstripes. We always had a new idea to make our car an extension of ourselves.
Back then we all had our own favorite car and we worked on it everyday to make it shine, run smooth and stand out in the crowd because it was ours and we were proud of it.
There was the 51 Merc, the 57 Ford convertible, the 57 Chevy. And don't forget the Charger, the Transam and the Firebird. All classic cars in a classic time.
A time when it was fun to go to the drag strip and show everyone what your car could do. It was great to pop the hood and show off the powerhouse that made that puppy roar. To see all the chrome shine and sparkle.
Remember when we hooked a sparkplug to the exhaust pipe to burn that excess gas? Man, we could shoot a beautiful flame 10 feet out of the tailpipe. Come on, you can still remember it.
Those were the good old days, rock and roll, poodle skirts and white bucks. Elvis Presley, Buddy Holly, the Big Bopper, Bill Haley and the Comets. Music you could really dance to.
Of course, there was a time that some parents and religious leaders thought rock and roll music was the dreadful sounds of the devil and wanted it banned but we proved them wrong and rock and roll lived on. It still does today.
The rock and roll music blasting on the speakers or at a local sock hop. Drive-in movies and drive-in restaurants with car hops on roller skates.
Remember cruising the gut till all hours of the night. Getting stopped by a cop, not for speeding and getting a ticket, but just because he wanted to know where you got a certain part or how you made something work.
There were even times when the Police department would work with us to close off a section in town and throw a street dance. We could all grab our guitars and drums and beat out a few tunes that everyone would dance to. Even the cops would enjoy it.
Remember it? Sure you do. You remember it and it reminds you of the good times you had and the car you owned. The way your car shined and the sound those glass pak mufflers made when you hit the peddle. The marks you left on the pavement when you burned rubber leaving a parking lot.
Its too bad that our kids can't remember things like that. So why don't you put on a some of that rock and roll music, grab your old photo album and sit down with the kids and just talk about those good old days.
Len Roe is the Owner and CEO of Diversified Distribution of Oregon. He is also the author of several books and has written articles for both business and pleasure. Some of his articles are humorous and emotional. To see more of what he has written go here: http://www.travelwestvacation.com/classic_cars.htm and here: http://www.InternetMoneyInfo-noscams.com