Nash made a lot of hay from its fold down seats that converted into a bed. All of the ads and brochure shots from the 1950s show very chaste scenes, invariably of a couple with a child between them. Back in 1940 things were a bit more obvious.
And here’s the morning after:
And what a great night it was, in the Nash!
This is so funny in the way that you put it. Allow me to ad to the problem, although they were not camping. Yours in mirth (and my girth), Tom
Thanks to your post now I wonder when’s the last time an American marque was advertised here with a man literally wearing a top hat.
Did that kind of thing fly after the mid ’50s?
How’d they not notice someone painting their red car blue overnight?
They were…distracted by other matters.
It appears that the pull assist strap and light fixture in the interior behind the door were also yanked out. Distracted indeed!
That’s the first thing I noticed!
In 1940 Americans lived a lot more intimately. Looking through the 1940 Census in neighborhoods I know, nearly all small apartments and one-bedroom houses had three or four family members, and sometimes a lodger. Sharing beds was the default, so sex was separated from life more thoroughly than it is now.
Well my guess is that they were having a lot of sex because we are all here
I like how they make it look like a real bed, complete with pillow and bedspread, rather than just folding seats
But there are no curtains for the windows ! No privacy !
I just park in a deserted area…
but what about the cops
Worry about the cops?
Yeah, especially back then when the air was clean and sex was dirty.
When I think of all the times I’ve been camping, I’ve been lucky enough for it to have been dry with air mattresses or moist with lodges handy, and never, O never, a night of repose prefaced with great feats of athletic prowess inside a unit-body or even body-on-frame post-1985 Deeeetroit iron. Glamping ober cramping, I say.
Man, even when I was twenty with a full-size B-body station wagon we did the business unter den Sternen oder zwischen den Bettwäsche.
Hey! You can’t switch to another language at the start of the punchline!
Is it a family blog? I code-switched like I do in front of my nine-year-old so I could slip in a little double entendre without being too obvious, and maybe encourage the prurient to learn the applications of another tongue. (tongues?)
Car-****ing is *hard*. Oh, geez. Is there an article here, there, anywhere, um, about media depictions of procreative behavior in, on, around, inside, beneath, above classic automotive adequacy or even excellence?
And he wore his formal camping pajamas; very snazzy!
I have an old Popular Mechanix style automotive special issue. It contains suggestions on how to convert a four door sedan for camping. The rear seat back and bracing is removed. A piece of plywood and a foam rubber mat, replaces the seat back, and is propped up and used to fill in the rear floorboard area. The campers stick their legs into the trunk. It also came with plans to build a folding table/desk so that a typewriter could be used in the backseat. Now we’ve got it too easy. We can use a minivan or an SUV. And now we’ve got velcro available to attach the window curtains. Car Camping saves a lot of money over motels
Particularly when done in a 24 hour Walmart parking lot.
> t also came with plans to build a folding table/desk so that a typewriter could be used in the backseat.
Just what I want when I go camping – a typewriter…
Sitting in the running board brings back fond memories .
The Nash’s are glorious ~ too bad they switched to those dowdy cars in the 1950’s .
I sometimes miss my psychotic ex girl friend , she loved having sex in a motor vehicle more than in bed…
We had quite a time once between the North and South bound lanes if the 15 interstate .
Crazy in the head means crazy in the bed. Or the car in your case.
Did those Nash seats fully recline to make a flat surface? I seem to recall how later AMC products were dinged by reviewers for having reclining seats where the pivot-point was a few inches above the the rear of the bottom cushion, meaning that the seats didn’t really recline in a way they could be comfortably used.
This makes some sense in the way bench seats had to fold forward to allow access to the rear seat.
And here’s an equally romanticized image of an early 1940s Nash sleeper car — from back in the days before you needed a camo-wrapped F-250 in order to hunt:
Being that these were years before the BC pill, I’m sure people’s behavior together was a little different than say in the 1960s.
Yup; no premarital sex before the sixties!
Don’t forget “French letters”…..
Plenty of pre marital sex went on .
My folks had a 59 Rambler Custom Sedan. Recall the folding seatbacks?
I recall one date, who’s father would not allow his daughter out with a young man in THAT car.
He loaned me his Ford for the night.
I bought a 1940 Nash sedan from a gas station halfway between Providence and Plymouth, for $125, in 1965 or ’66. Never had the rear seat covers off, to see what was underneath. Certainly didn’t know about, or explore, the folding seats. Car was a great big animal—straight eight with dual ignition. Gorgeous grille, ugly steering wheel. Exhaust manifold was repaired with an asbestos wrap. Found out the hard way that a dropping needle on the temperature gauge was not a “good” thing . . .
My Festiva LX has a split back rear seat. So – I was able to remove the head rests, fold the front buckets flat, then fold the rear seat backs back into the “trunk”. I put an air mattress over the flattened seats. The rear windows pivoted outward. So, I could sleep comfortably in the Festiva during my road trips across the US. I’d stay at National Forest campgrounds, and just made sure that I chocked the wheels well in case I kicked the stick shift because I didn’t have the emergency brake engaged, or that would interfere with the air mattress.
It was pretty sweet.