By Jim Hagarty
I see this car around town almost every day, although these photos were taken at a local car show this week. But it seems as though the owner of this 1953 Chrysler Windsor is driving this old beauty around as his or her everyday car, during summer at least. I like that they are not keeping it under wraps. And I appreciate that the car is in its original form. My musical hero Hank Williams died in the back seat of a car like this in 1953, though the car he was in might have been a Cadillac. This car was popular in the period just before designers started to make their new vehicles more angular and airplane-like. Big and roundish and comfy. This was when you knew what you were driving was really a car.
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Author: Jim Hagarty
I am a 72-year-old retired journalist, busy recovering from a lifelong career as an unretired journalist. This year marks a half century of my scratching out little fables about life. My interests include genealogy, humour and music. I live in a little blue shack in Canada and spend most of my time trying to stay out of trouble. I am not that good at it. I also spent years teaching journalism. Poor state of journalism today: My fault. I have a family I don't deserve, a dog that adores me, and two cars the junk yard refuses to accept. My prized possessions include my old guitar and a razor my Dad gave me when I was 14 and which I still use when I bother to shave. Oh, and my great-great-grandfather's blackthorn stick he brought from Ireland in the 1850s. I have only one opinion but it is a good one: People take too many showers.
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