If it was an L79 Chevy II, it should have been at the head of that Drag race. Those cars were light and hard to chase down. Comparing 4 different cars to one is hardly apples to apples.
This must have been a special event in town and it must have been in winter. No way there would be that much activity on a normal day. That’s a tiny town.
So this might be 1963, said a poster who gaged it by a movie that came out then. If so, I was there with my family in August of that year. We stayed at the Empress Motel which was owned by the venerable Shelburne. The city was going downhill. But as a 14-year old who had been coming here since the 1950s, I didn't notice. The boardwalk still appeared vibrant, with stores that I remembered, some of them upscale. Restaurants like Schumsky's, the Knife and Fork and Maria's were still around. But what a sad sack of a place it is now. The only thing that looks the same is the ocean. Years from now, maybe this place will be totally demolished, including the boardwalk. Then, the only things left will be the beach and the ocean, lapping the shore as it has done for centuries, as the indigenous people knew it before the Europeans came.
Class of 1978 from KCK! Had NO idea that (2) years later I’d be in Houston and in 2024 STILL be in Houston. You never know where life will take you. 😳🤷🏽♀️
This dealership had a location in San Antonio in the early 1960s. At some point they sold out to another owner. A few years later I recall seeing a Mike Persia dealership in Houston. I think Mike Persia may have been from New Orleans.
I would have changed only one thing in the finale. I would have eliminated the Diane Baker character entirely and when Richard Kimble steps out of the courthouse a free man, he sees waiting for him Susan Oliver, from "Never Wave Goodbye", S1 E4. The two smile, embrace and walk off hand in hand. That would have been a beautiful resolution for the series.
I was only 2 in 1970, but I remember the early 70s very well, I had distinct memories from 3 yrs and on. My heart aches for a simpler, sweeter time like this, when all my loved ones were alive and everything made sense. Every interaction is literally painful these days, due to the crass and self centered attitudes. I wish I could go back.
I was a 5 year old boy when Fess Parker first played Davy Crockett in 1954. I lived in Morristown TN where the real Davy Crockett lived from age 6 to 20 with his parents and family. Davy's father had a combination tavern and lodging house in Morristown on the new stage road for travelers headed from Abingdon VA to Knoxville TN. Fess Parker even came to Morristown's 1955 Centennial Celebration, and at age 6 I had my picture taken with him! A treasured memory!
Man teenagers back in day had such a fun innocent time. I wish I could back then to experience what they experience. Man, the teenage boy and the girl going to prom looking so happy 😊 . Man, we lost the innocence in our society.
