Growing up as a child in a small town, we lived on the 600 block of Main Street. My parents had a business in the first block of our towns' main business area. We never had new cars that I remembered, but as I grew older, I remember one I especially liked. We got this different newer car, because the car we had was stolen. It ended up on the reservation, having been taken at night from in front of our house. It was wrecked by its joy riders and so the next day or so Dad brought home this little red and white car. I loved that car. It was so cute - red, with a white top, and a white wide stripe on the sides. The seats were leather and this was a a big step up from the old one, even if it was a used car. I'm thinking I must have been about ten years old at the time. My sister will correct me if I'm wrong!
I had to go on line to find a picture ~ you'll have to visualize that on our car, the blue color is red, and the top and stripe over the back wheel is white like this one below. I remember our car also having been a 2 door hard top like this one. The seats were white leather! Wow! Made me feel rich even though we weren't. I remember how smooth that leather was, running my fingers up and down each seam in the seat! Sure do wish I had this car now. Isn't it cute!!
Found this picture on line, for sale now for $23,000.00. All redone and just
like new. Wonder what this car sold for new in 1954? I couldn't find any pictures
of us near this car in any of the pictures I have, so I suppose there
aren't any to be had.
The next memory I have of this car is that it was also stolen. I remember my mother being especially upset, as it took the police several days to find the car, and it too ended up on the reservation. This time tho, there were people hurt. There had apparently been a fight with the chains that were in the trunk and some wrenches, as the windows were all broken out, and there was blood everywhere. I remember seeing the car and the dried up blood ruining the little car I liked so much. No more going for Saturday ice cream cones at the local DQ after taking the garbage to the dump in our red and white chevy. The next car we got, must not have impressed me, as I don't even remember what it was or looked like. I'm sure it was a Chevy tho, because I remember my mom always saying they got all their cars from Enfields in Osage!
Hubby has been gone a few days to a national hog show, the Austin Barrow show in southern MN, and a neighbor comes over and does the farm chores in the mornings and late afternoons. When he came on Monday, he asked me if I'd heard the news of the neighbors car being stolen! In fact there were several vehicles stolen recently in this area, and I hadn't heard that. Anyway one was stolen in broad daylight in our little bird of a town of Osage. A young man was visiting his mom and dad before he was leaving at 3 in the afternoon to head to ND to the oil fields for work, and when he went out the door to leave, his pickup truck was gone. The joy ride and ruin of the vehicle ended north and west of town, with the pickup demolished (that would be about 2 to 3 miles north of us as the crow flys. Then shortly after, another vehicle was stolen from the yard of a neighbor. They must have walked or been picked up and given a ride to this second place. You can't see the house or garage from the road, so it makes you wonder how these people case out their victims. This car ended up northwest on the prairie about 10 miles from here, also ruined.
I have heard we have some young gangs in the area and this worries me. Are we turning into victims of their gang initiations? I hope not, but you never know. Probably just out partying and one thing leads to another. This can happen ANYWHERE. You don't have to be in a big city. Apparently these two vehicles aren't the only ones, as I've heard of another vehicle and 4 wheeler having been stolen within the last 2 weeks.
We live so close to the road that it kind of scares me. While hubby was gone I locked everything up at night and even had Odda sleep in the house. Just like the feeling of having her with me, as she would be alerted if there was something going on outside. I would like to think that she'd growl or bark if something aroused her, and then that would alert me. She's such a lover that I haven't seen a mean side of her, but you never know what your dog would do if confronted by complete strangers at the wrong time of day or night. We've had other dogs that by their breed, you know they are protective, but Odda's is such a lover that she'd probably just lick the bad guys, giving them kisses, and then (as if she could) probably hand over the keys to them!
As I write this hubby is now home and went to bed dead tired! I bet a tornado wouldn't wake him up ~ wonder if I should go let Odda in again!
Until next time, hugs, jo
