Fiesta on the South Side

I'm not sure what the occasion was but South Park was full of Mexican music and flags as well as a lot of older American cars. These folks above were not in line for Reconciliation—aka Confession— I'm sure.

The food was good but the cars were amazing, all in really nice shape, some for sale. I asked one guy why he was selling his car. He told me he had seven other cars of the same make and model and was running out of space in his garage. With a straight face too.

After closely examining the "rumble seat" in this model A Ford, I'm not sure whether I believe some of the stories my parents used to tell about the things they got up to in these seats.





How do they find parts for cars this old? I wonder if we can talk our friends in other countries into developing a hankering for these older beauties?

As we slowly sink as a country to the second tier of world economies, maybe we can promote antique tourism, as I'm fairly sure that the medical tourism business will be in the toilet in a few years. I'll bet our Chinese friends would love to turn that U.S. paper they have into something tangible.

That beauty above I remember. I graduated from high school in 1957. Lots of ordinary people drove these cars in those days. Maybe they cost around $2000, which seemed like a lot to a high school kid in those days, about what two years in a private college cost. I'm just guessing on these prices.