Can anyone identify this Pre war convertible car

[ea56]

Stan that 41’ Dodge was a big car.  My Mom was 4’9” and my Dad had to have blocks attached to the clutch and brake pedals for her too.  She would have the seat pushed forward as far as it would go and still need to have a pillow behind her.  When I was born in 51’ they had a 42’ Chevrolet that Mom loved.  My Dad was a car nut, always buying something different.  Shortly after I was born he traded the 42’ Chevrolet for a 47’ Cadillac convertible with hydra matic`, this was pre power steering days,  Mom said it was like driving a GD truck, hated it and wanted the 42’ Chevy back.  Here’s a photo of me on the fender of the 47’ Cadillac with Mom holding me.

 

Eddie

 

[rp2813]

Steering Big Cars

My mom had the same complaint about our '51 Lincoln Cosmopolitan's lack of power steering.  She told the story many times of battling to get that car up and over the twists and turns of Hecker Pass, AKA SR 152 through the Santa Cruz mountains between Gilroy and Watsonville.

 

The strange thing is, the '50 GMC 100 steers like a dream to this day.  My dad stated that there was a saying,  "If it steers like a truck, it's not a GMC."

 

And Stan, if it will make you feel better, then sure, hell, why not -- it's a '41 Chrysler.  It's probably been rein-car-nated at least a few times by now anyway.

 

[circlew]

It's a lovely car

regardless of what kind.

The pictures of the young ladies remind me of some of the ones I have that were my parents.

Eddie, that's a cute pic of you on the car.

 

[stan]

The more ore I look

Now with iPad instead of my phone..
I guess y'll are right it's a 41 Dodge!
For some reason at first.. I thought it had to be some kind of larger car.
I have a 50 Plymouth and by the pics of this 41 Dodge it look considerably larger than the 50 Plymouth.
The Plymouth steers easy as long as the wheels are turning, not so much at a stand still.
@eddie two of those gals (the tall one and the short one) were hairdressers.

 

[ea56]

Stan

did you ever get to speak with these hairdresser friends of your Mom about what the biz was like in the 40’s?  I recall when I was in beauty college one of my instructors, Mrs, Bremer telling us about how they colored hair and gave machine waves in the 40’s.  It was quite interesting.

 

All those cars for me the 40’s were pretty big, and when I was little they were already considered to be old cars.  Everyone wanted the “new” 50’s models.  My grandma had a 46’ Dodge 4 dr sedan that I can remember riding in.  It was so huge that I could sit on the floor of the backseat and color my coloring book on the floor with my cousin Helen.  The car was blue and the upholstery was a red plaid cloth with leatherette trim.

 

Eddie

 

[appliguy]

In reply to # 16

I was not splitting hairs, in actuality I misread your statement or should I say I missed the last part of it somehow, sometimes my eyes get ahead of my brain when I read and I miss things that are on the page I am reading and this was one of those times.....PATRICK COFFEY

 

[stan]

Eddie

The two girls worked for my great aunt who owned the shop!
Yes I spoke to all of them..mostly my aunt of corse. My aunts perm machine is in my attic now,
along with some pieces left over from the “Machine less” waves that came out after machine waves, and were used alot during the time these car photos were taken.
I meet these two ladies when they where old and showed up at my aunts funeral.
They all had remained life long friends.
I still have her dryers that are pre war..my aunt bought from a male hairdresser that enlisted after Pearl Harbor.
I’ll have to email you sometime and tell the hairdressing stores.
This car topic came up because a family member called me asking about family history and I looked at the photo album to share a pic.. I’d always wondered about that car..and figured y’all wound figure it out.
Theres more pics of cars in varies photos that I don’t know what they are either so I may start sharing more, as there’s interest here in cars.

 

[ea56]

Thanks Stan

that would be  great, we can kibitz!  

 

BTW, that 46’ Dodge my grandma had she bought as soon as the new cars became available in 46’.  She got it to drive from Richmond, Calif. to Springfield, Missouri to see her mother whom she hadn’t seen since she married grandpa in 1922.

 

 She took my Aunt Agnes and Uncle Joe who were 17 and 14 respectively. Grandma was subject to migraines, which she called “sick headaches” and in those days they gave injections of morphine for the pain and the doctor had given her a supply for the trip,  along with a syringe.  

 

When a spell came over her they pulled over on route 66, Agnes would give her the injection and grandma would crash on the back seat while Agnes rode shotgun and 14 yr old Joe took the wheel, even though he wasn’t supposed to be driving.  They made it to Springfield, Mo. in one piece nevertheless.

 

Eddie