Curbside Classic - A Brief Illustrated History of the Station Wagon

http://www.curbsideclassic.com/auto...ick-off-a-brief-history-of-the-station-wagon/

 

Thanks. I've seen this before. but it made nice Monday morning breakfast reading.
Also when I see these early ads the pictures make me giggle.
We've camped ever since we married. At first, as this photo, in tents. Yes, I remember getting up every morning watching my wife put on her make-up, her ear rings, get her hair done, and stand there in her Sunday best cooking a big breakfast. Me and the kids would come out of the tent in our PJ's, put on our robes, and I would usually smoke my pipe and read them the Sunday funnies.
This often was in other ad photos. Real life ads are great!

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And now for the sad part of seeing these old photos. The very first station wagon I can remember riding in belonged to the neigbor behind on the next street. My younger brother was the same age as my new best friend Art's brother. I must have been around 5-6 years old when they moved in.
Their dad was a cop. One of those gung ho, always on duty, no messing around cops. Sometimes we'd get to go to baseball games, picnics, and other things with the family in their 49 Plymouth wagon. A plain pale green ugly thing. But room for their four kids, my brother, me, and Art's parents. Yes it was crowded but we were kids and we didn't care.
Sadly last week my good friend passed away. He'd retired from the police force a year after I retired from the factory. Still Art was seen on the job for years when the police got a call. Him, his dad, and two sons were good cops, even when we went to scout meetings.
Yes, old photos bring memories, good and bitter. Imagine six kids and two adults in this wagon!