Louis,
The light blue ‘53 Belair in post#98 was one of the most popular colors here in Northern Calif. in the early 50’s.
My little brother Joe and I used to go on walks everyday all over our neighborhood. Once on a Sunday morning in ‘55 when I was 4 1/2 and Joe was 3 we were on one of those walks and about a block from home. We decided that we would see if we could hail a ride home, like my Mom used to sometimes hail a cab when we were downtown without the car. We had no idea that there was money involved, just that Mom would stand at the sidewalk and hold her hand out and a car would stop and pick us up and take us home.
So little Joey and I stood at the corner of the busy street that we lived on, about a block away from home, and I held my hand out to flag a car down for a ride home. Right away a light blue and white ‘53 Chevy Belair pulled up with a lady driving the car. She had on a blue suit, hat and white gloves and she opened the passenger side door. We asked her to drive us to 445 Dimm St., our home address, just like Mom did when we were downtown. The lady said get in. She asked us if our mother knew where we were? I said sure, she knew that we had gone for a walk.
Well this nice lady drove down the block and pulled up in front of our house. Then she said please go get your mother, which I did. Mom came out to this lady’s ‘53 Belair and the lady told her that we were hitchhiking and did she know that we were doing this? Mom said, no and she’d make sure that this didn’t happen again. When we got into the house she told us that we were never to do this again and that we we lucky that this nice lady had picked us up instead of some bad person that may have kidnapped us.
To this day there are still a few ‘53 light blue and white Belair’s right here in town and every time I see one of them on the road I think of little Joey and Eddie’s big adventure in ‘55.
Eddie
The light blue ‘53 Belair in post#98 was one of the most popular colors here in Northern Calif. in the early 50’s.
My little brother Joe and I used to go on walks everyday all over our neighborhood. Once on a Sunday morning in ‘55 when I was 4 1/2 and Joe was 3 we were on one of those walks and about a block from home. We decided that we would see if we could hail a ride home, like my Mom used to sometimes hail a cab when we were downtown without the car. We had no idea that there was money involved, just that Mom would stand at the sidewalk and hold her hand out and a car would stop and pick us up and take us home.
So little Joey and I stood at the corner of the busy street that we lived on, about a block away from home, and I held my hand out to flag a car down for a ride home. Right away a light blue and white ‘53 Chevy Belair pulled up with a lady driving the car. She had on a blue suit, hat and white gloves and she opened the passenger side door. We asked her to drive us to 445 Dimm St., our home address, just like Mom did when we were downtown. The lady said get in. She asked us if our mother knew where we were? I said sure, she knew that we had gone for a walk.
Well this nice lady drove down the block and pulled up in front of our house. Then she said please go get your mother, which I did. Mom came out to this lady’s ‘53 Belair and the lady told her that we were hitchhiking and did she know that we were doing this? Mom said, no and she’d make sure that this didn’t happen again. When we got into the house she told us that we were never to do this again and that we we lucky that this nice lady had picked us up instead of some bad person that may have kidnapped us.
To this day there are still a few ‘53 light blue and white Belair’s right here in town and every time I see one of them on the road I think of little Joey and Eddie’s big adventure in ‘55.
Eddie
