Not too far from my old house. My wife once had someone back into her, while she was getting ready to backup, and the Chinese lady that hit her tried to tell the police officer that it was my wife's fault. That was the only accident my wife got in, during the 39 years she was in America. I miss having that mall close...but there wasn't very much wildlife in that area, mostly 2 legged pigs...LOLLearned to drive in a 1959 VW. My father and I thought it would be cool to cut the gear shift down to about four inches. Turned out my mother couldn’t shift it with her arthritis and the transmission finally couldn’t take the stress of the short shifter.
Learned in the Valley Fair and Emporium parking lots in San Jose. The shopping center stores were closed on Sundays back then.
Not too far from my old house. My wife once had someone back into her, while she was getting ready to backup, and the Chinese lady that hit her tried to tell the police officer that it was my wife's fault. That was the only accident my wife got in, during the 39 years she was in America. I miss having that mall close...but there wasn't very much wildlife in that area, mostly 2 legged pigs...LOL
Was that a small window bug?
Now for the $64k question...a lot of my friends had bugs...how many of you folks fried your engines on your VWs? I had a '64 VW Van that I fried the engine on the 405 Freeway in L.A. I was able to get off the freeway at Nordhoff, but I fried that engine like an egg...ran out of oil...
When I was a kid, I remember gas was $0.23/gallon at a Harbor station located on Foothill Blvd. in Upland, I think it was close to Euclid. That area is still nice.Yes, it had the small back window. As I recall the only gauge was the speedometer on the dash. There was no gas gauge, when it started to sputter, you flipped a lever down by your feet and headed to the nearest gas station. Gas was about .21 cents a gallon and cigarettes were .24 cents a pack for non filtered and .26 cents a pack for filters. I was also making .75 cents an hour. Were they the “the good old days”?
If one has never seen a Japanese gas station, it's a work of art, the way they operate, and it makes me scratch my head in how we used to get service in America, even when gas sold for $0.25/gallon.I remember my father going to the gas station and telling the attendant (remember when they used to pump the gas, check your tires and your oil) that he wanted 5 gallons. The attendant inevitably tried to pump $5.00. If the attendant pumped 5 gallons rather than $5.00 we got to go to the Fosters Freeze for a cone. His lesson was “pay attention to someone when they are speaking”.
You know, the thing that has always given me a chuckle is that we pay 9/10ths of a gallon tax on every gallon, so even to this day it's like $3.999 actual price, for what would be $3.99, or $7.5999 for what would be $7.59.As a kid, I'd get gas at Powerine Gas Station in Hacienda Heights. They used coins, rather than money. A gallon of gas was one coin, and coins cost $.25 cents. If you bought 5 coins, you'd get one coin for free. Driving a Chevy van, I'd search the couch looking for quarters, and if I found any, id run and get a few gallons of gas. Boy, them were the days!
Did you have the VW air cooled engine in it?I had a beautiful VW sand rail that I kept at my vacation home.
I believe you are how you feel. I want to feel better about myself, again. I'm just about ready to start swimming again, but still have a sore shoulder...it concerns me how long it's taken to heal, and it seems it is slowly...good thing is that it's on my non-shooting shoulder, it's on my left.I felt very lucky!