Our First Big Car | Eastern NC Now

    Publisher's note: Alex J. Ortolano is a former U.S. Army Medical Evacuation Helicopter Pilot in Vietnam and now a patient observer of life.

    We are pleased to announce that you will be able to find Alex here at BCN or at his blogspot here.

    I saw my first car after I came in from a flying lesson one day in my senior year of college. There it sat next to hanger. The owner of the school was offering me the opportunity to buy his 1956 VW Beetle. I accepted his offer.

    A few years later I was in the Army wondering why I was where I was because I wanted to be in Flying School & I had not yet been accepted into Flying School. I was driving in to where I sat around all day waiting to get into Flying School on a rainy day going downhill on a rural road. The dump truck in front of me slowed down to make a right turn off in the middle of nowhere. I did not expect this & put on my brakes but slid into the truck's right rear tire & hit the tire with my bumper just before I came to a stop.

    Those old VWs had a curved extension on the top of the bumper. The truck driver did not know I had made contact & he drove on to do his dumping. I examined the "damage" & found that the extension had been bent back & I could not open the trunk (in those days the truck was in the front) & the trunk was the place where we put in the gas.

    I went home that night & told my wife, "We have to sell that car before it runs out of gas". We had recently been car shopping & had decided that a Rambler was the car in our future. Almost immediately after telling my wife about our gas emergency, the phone rang & it was the Ford Salesman doing sales follow up calls asking us to come on down & trade our VW for a Big Car.

    My wife was expecting our first child & this call was like a command out of the blue telling us that we had a Big Ford in our future.

    The next day we were the proud owners of a 1964 Dynasty Green Falcon 2 Door Coupe "big" car.

    Would I kid u?

    Smartfella

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