Cove Shopping Center in the mid-1950s &c
As promised: cars at Cove Shopping Center in the picture with Jitney Jungle. Left to right, starting with the white station wagon at the left corner of the picture:
1. white station wagon, too fuzzy for me to make out any characteristics
2. white car with a woman standing at the open door appears to be a 1955 Chevrolet.
3. white car under the J of Jungle appears to be a mid-1950s GM car, either a Buick or an Oldsmobile.
4. station wagon behind the palm tree. appears to be a GM station wagon, 1955, 56, 57 Chevrolet or Pontiac; seems too narrow to be a GM car, but the wraparound side window is distinctive. For size, I looked up a Studebaker station wagon of the era, but no wraparound curved side window.
5. moving eastward or parked facing eastward, the two-toned sedan in front of the walking man is a Ford or Mercury, 52, 53, or 54.
6. white car behind the Ford's hood , I'm saying a 1956 Chevrolet, is that your car, Martha?
7. to the right of the palm tree, two-toned car with the V under the emblem looks to be a tail-fin Cadillac, early to mid-1950s model, 1950, 51, 52, 53.
8. to the right of the Cadillac, the white car with the darker color scoop-down side styling has to be a Buick, judging by the taillights maybe 1955?
9. moving westward, the prominent white sedan in the foreground is the 1952, 53, or 54 Lincoln.
10. traffic in the parking lot looks like a car behind the Lincoln, moving in the other direction (eastward), can't tell anything about it.
11. can't distinguish anything about the white car parked at the curb beyond the Lincoln.
12. the last two cars parked at the curb, a black one and a white one, can't tell anything about them; though the black one may have a chrome strip up the center of the trunk, indicating a Pontiac.
13. to the far right, the white sedan that seems to be heading out of the parking lot is a GM product, I'm calling it a 1951 or 52 Chevrolet or Pontiac. Side design, rear window shape, rear fender shape and taillight, chrome strip placement, mud-guard, fender skirt, it's the one I've most puzzled over, just fuzzy enough that I can't be certain.
Anyone who knows the Cove Shopping Center knows the store faces south, so left is west and right is east. One and all are invited and welcome to take issue with my car identification exercise!
Anyone with memory as far back as mine remembers when that entire area was an old overgrown golf country club, with the old log cabin clubhouse where, in the late 1940s or early 1950s Hugh and Margaret Baird taught dancing lessons. My cousin Ann and I took dancing lessons from them. Early in Panama City history a huge area there was platted for country club; today all built up with fading shopping center, school, residences, and as far north, I think, as Holy Nativity Episcopal Church.
This was a really fun exercise. Now and then friend Mike sends me pictures with cars, some a puzzlement. Years ago we visited an antique automobile museum just off I-10 on the east side of Tallahassee, a real gem, good for hours of memories.
+++++++
Church this morning, annual meeting with breakfast then we stayed for the ten-thirty service. A good, favorite hymn and tune, "Thy strong Word did cleave the darkness, at thy speaking it was done" relates to the creation story at Genesis One and to Gospel John's prologue acclaiming Logos the Word. And the Gospel reading itself, Matthew's account of Jesus call of Peter and Andrew, Jame and John. Beloved old translations have Jesus promise to make them "fishers of men," which is my preferred rendition, but the Greek original (Mark 1:17) says ἀνθρώπων, which correctly is not "men" but "people," so I have to be okay with the change.
+++++
In a system where government has cast off its integrity and accountability to the populace as people are intentionally treated brutally with cruel meanness just for the sheer hate of it, America is not being made great again, shades of 1933, Deutschland Uber Alles. In a darkening era when I visualize the Confessing Church v the American National Church of the XNRT, it's a good Time to be ninety and no longer counting but simply biding. Earth has been here before, in my Time.
+++
Sip after church is a jigger of Old Tom Gin over ice cubes, a couple dashes of bitters, and fill the glass with water. So it's a gin highball of sorts for the OT, which is quite different to the London Dry Gin that is the basis for my usual Sunday martini. I bought some tonic (quinine water) for a Tom Collins sort of sip with the OT, and I need to get some sweet vermouth in order to make an OT martini. But this OT highball is good, accompanied by two saltine squares piled high with onion soup mix left over from Mom's Usual potato salad. Salt is good, and it has not lost its savor.
Lunch in an hour or so, the last servings of chicken/turkey curry on brown rice.
Sunday afternoon proceeding as, under a tornado watch, we await the promised horrendous weather. Yesterday we had 74°F while grandson Nicholas in Ann Arbor was enjoying 3°F. Not a cold weather person, for our more temperate climate,
RightShoeFirst&PraiseTheLord
T90