Here’s the keys to all these cars and trucks. The last convoy driver lost his box. Don’t let me and Studebaker down, my son.
That driver is waving for help putting that banner on his truck. Take this box down there to give him something to stand on.
“This box is your supply of genuine Studebaker Rust Starter granules. Don’t forget to sprinkle some all around every car as you get it off the truck. Put extra down on the floors.”
Or “In this box is a supply of pins and a voodoo doll representing every Rambler salesman in Miami. When you arrive there, you know what to do.”
Good one, JP
“Yes, we used to have bigger boxes by the dozens. But we make them now smaller, still with the same room inside, just with shorter ends. We’re starting to call these things econo-boxes.
Anyhow, your mom was smaller, and her ashes fit well, so in her honor we named the econ-box “Lark” after her.”
“Son, I’m losing my ass on these Studebakers. You ever hear the term ‘Greek Lightning?'”
This gets me thinking of Jerry Reed. 🙂
“The Line Boss said that this morning they swept up a few extra parts from out of the pit. Please be sure the dealer gets ’em.”
Heh, that’s fantastic!
Young man, this is the precious secret manuscript of “How to Manage an Automobile Company”, by Albert Erskine. Guard it carefully and read it daily!
“This is the last box of the negative financial records that we hid from the Packard Executive Board before the “merger”. Take them down to the boiler room for incineration.”
“Son, this is all that is left of the fabled Packard Motor Car Company. Fail to deliver these new cars and trucks, and Studebaker will be joining it in this box.”
*I believe that the gentleman wearing the suspenders and tie is Studebaker President Harold Churchill, the “father” of the Lark.
*The Lark sedan on the top of the first transporter has been airbrushed into the photo. Its sitting at an awkward angle, and it is the only vehicle sporting wheel covers.
The light source is also wrong on that Lark. It doesn’t match up with the rest of the photo.
Also Photo-Shopped in (or whatever the equivalent of Photo-Shop was in 1959) are the two with the box. Look closely. The young guy being handed the box appears to be the exact same guy who’s standing by the truck near the sign.
Pre-Photoshop. Not to mention, “dodging and burning.”
Am I showing my age?
What struck me as odd about that car is the “1959” license plate. I never see those on cars being shipped on carriers.
That was a bit of trickery floating that Lark onto that trailer. I’m trying to decide if that was the idea when they shot the photo, to have the one spot unoccupied so they could add the “beauty” Lark in later.
But man, that would have required a bit of darkroom trickery, some masking of negatives, a little frisket and airbrushing and a bit of rephotographing. Whew!
I can do all of that in Photoshop in about 15 minutes.
“Here is your free toaster for buying a load of Studebakers”
Didn’t he get all those cars free with the toaster?.
Take this box and to answer your question, Mr. Hoffa went on a very long trip and cannot be reached.
“Son, here’s all the money Studebaker has left in their bank account. When you deliver each car, give a handful of cash to each owner. They’ll end up using it a lot better than Studebaker will.”
In your hands holds the future of Studebaker – a case of STP.
“Act innocent and don’t be nervous. If the guard dogs pick up the scent of the black tar heroin, slip them one of the cyanide meat-balls for a quick take out. Remember, if you are caught – tell them you work for DeLorean.”
“A busy week in South Bend”
“And here’s the paperwork for Mr Cavanaugh”
“It would be so much easier for us if JPC collected his weekly drop…”
I offered, but they were going to charge “Destination Charges” either way, so I’ll take the delivery.
Just think, if everyone in the country had just bought ten . . . .
Young man, you need to think outside the box. Get a Studebaker franchise!
Studebaker: We live outside the box.
“You’ve been doin’ a swell job, Joey. Here’s a box of STP stickers for ‘ya.”
“Here’s that supercharger, kid.
I never saw it – you understand?”
Lopping the ends off the cars got more on each load, a cost saving nobody noticed at the time.
Here son, I bought you a pair of suspenders. You won’t get very far in this outfit without ’em.
“Get these to the port of Miami, son. I’m certain that once all this Castro business is over with, Cuba will be a prime market for Studebakers for decades to come!”
We passed the hat around for next year’s model update. You can return these washers to store.
“Be careful with these cremains, son. Guard them with your life!”
It is “Church” handing over a box of “window stickers” for the cars. The 1959 model was the first year that government window labels were required and these Larks do not appear to have them installed.
“There is one dozen jelly donuts in this box son. In 61 years, a bunch of people are going to look at this picture and wonder what was in this box. And you know what? They ain’t gonna know nothin’ cause you and me are gonna eat all of the evidence.
Driver, we had to take one lug nut off each wheel to get your load down to weight legal.
Put these on Parcel Post to FLA.
See, there’s this guy named Rod Serling. He does a TV show. Anyway, when you start hearing this eerie music as you’re driving, make a run for it!
Here kid, drop this box of fine Cuban cigars off at Mr Exners house.
Here’s the box of distributor rotors. Don’t forget– half to Mr. Newman , half to Altman!
Good news bad news, son.
Good news; Here are the keys you’ll need to move the vehicles upon arrival.
Bad news; the guy who was supposed to tag them got fired but was told to work the rest of his shift.
And don’t tell Mr. Ed.
“Son, you never told me you was glued TO the damn thing, now what’re we gonna do, lookin’ like a pair of God’s own fools standin’ here?”
“I’m sorry, Mr. DeLorean no longer works for Studebaker/Packard. But, as you say, if what’s in this package will save the company, I’ll make sure it is distributed to all the executives on the return run from Miami”
The man handing the box to the young driver is Harold Churchill, President of Studebaker-Packard, father of the Lark, saying:
“Delivery all those Larks safely and quickly, we need the cash flow to cover next weeks’ paychecks, including yours.
Whether by serendipity, design or dumb luck, Churchill stumbled onto the one market niche that allowed S-P a temporary final sales success and a few more years of life.
“Well, you’re invited for a motoring thrill. It’s the Lark by Studebaker, Lark by Studebaker..” That’s part of the jingle that advertised these. I hope that you are all sufficiently convinced to pick one up at a vintage auto auction. They’re easy to find because they come in a box with all the parts – or almost all of them!
“My dear son, here are those baby Larks eggshells. Make sure each one has its one on the front seat when arriving at the dealer’s.
Handle them with care”
This box is my collection of baseball cards, its the most valuable thing in this picture. P.S. some alien dude stopped by and Photoshopped in that car on top, he said we would get his meaning in about 40 years. The aliens last words were “Hasta la vista baby, see you in the movies”
Drop one off with this box of cash to Brooks Stevens. Tell him we’re gonna need his help if we’re going to push this body shell for 7 more years!
Take this box of Sharpies. It’s the Knute Rockne signature edition. That’s R-O-C-K-N-E, okay?. Just the navy and gold ones… And hurry, football season starts next week!
Why is Thomas Edison handing that young man a box? A box of what?
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