just another street in Eugene, 2017
CC Wordless Outtake: Suddenly It’s 1997
– Posted on November 16, 2017
just another street in Eugene, 2017
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Ahhhhh. I feel old. I was in high school in 97. This resembles my street then. Was that really 20 years ago……
I feel ya. I had 3 little kids under age 6. Only one of the vehicles on this street would have worked for us. Which is why I (or Mrs. JPC more often) was driving a 1994 version of that Ford van.
Wow, that 4th in line late 70s Ford Club Wagon is the spitting image of the one my best friend’s dad traded his 73 Dodge van in on. It was a Chateau trim Club Wagon, a 79 model if memory serves. It was a really nicely trimmed van and a great place to spend time on the highway.
And I still have a major crush on the original CR-V.
Hadn’t Ford updated that front clip by ’79?
They might have, now that you mention it. I didn’t look at this picture closely enough.
1997 was a damn good year.
If fuel economy wasn’t a priority, I’d love to have that older Econoline, I still kick myself for passing up a similar van with a 6 cylinder engine and “4 on the floor” transmission.
Have driven a CR-V of this vintage, a very “pleasant” vehicle to drive. There is a lowish mileage twin to the one pictured that I’m going to go look at in the next few days. While I’m not a fan of “cute utes”, if I convince myself it’s just an old used car…. I could live with it.
I dig all the two-tone paint jobs on the Fords.
Scenes like this really make me wish the tinworm could be eradicated in Michigan.
I haven’t had experience with any of these, but I’d happily take a turn behind the wheel of any of them, especially if any of them are sticks.
I had a 1991 Ford Festiva, like the second vehicle in line. Awesome small car couldn’t kill it, although I did blow number 3 piston at 134000 miles repaired it and went another 55000 miles until rust claimed my trusty machine.
In 1997 I had just started kindergarten and my mom was driving a 1987 Toyota Pickup (long bed, as she always reminds me) and our street was very similar. Other cars on my block included a two tone Aerostar, beige Audi 4000, brown ’88 Maxima and a red Miata that was flattened while parked one day by a drunk driver in a very large Malaise era car.