My friend soon realized why he can’t take me out anywhere.
I am somewhat of a shutterbug. I have the habit of taking pictures of any old car, sign, or antique that catches my eye. Often, I will disregard warning signs and good common sense to do so. On this particular outing, he and I had taken a break from playing games at a local arcade to spend time walking the neighborhood. As we went walking down the street, I saw something that I hadn’t seen in years…
A Zenith and RCA sign! The building looked as if it hadn’t been open in decades. My friend warned me not to get too close, because this wasn’t the best part of town. He suggested I stand farther back to take the picture of the show room clean Mercury Zephyr you see below:
The subject of today’s article was found down the road from a place we decided to eat at that next day. This 1969 Datsun 1600 Roadster was found sitting behind a small lube shop, parked between a minivan and SUV from the mid 2000’s. It’s candy apple red paint glinted in the sun. I am such a sucker for old red cars, that I ducked under the guardrail and made my way to where it sat as my friend jogged behind me to keep up.
I asked the shop if I could take pictures and happily snapped away while my friend laughed and waited, saying all this walking we’d been doing was good for cardio if nothing else.
Seeing it sparked a memory about my great grandmother. In the 1960’s, she used to race a car she had called a “little yellow Honda”. When she’d tell me about her racing days, I would always have a hard time believing her, because it sounded too incredible. Yet, seeing this Datsun reminded of the time I found her old racing helmet in a bowling bag after she had passed away. I could never be sure exactly what she had driven, but I’d like to think it might have been something like this.