VINTAGE VEHICLES & DINERS CLASSICS EXPOSITION
An American Rally
"Parade of American Classics"
By Richard C. Burriesci
Calling all cars; Calling all cars from the early and mid 20th Century! Whether they be they a Buick, Cadillac, Checker, Chevrolet, Chrysler or Cord. Whether they be a Desoto, Dodge, Edsel, Ford, Henry J, Hudson or Imperial. Whether they be a Kaiser, Lincoln, Mercury or Nash; or an Oldsmobile, Packard, Plymouth, Pontiac or Rambler and of course, Studebaker and Tucker, too! Let them be big or small, with fins or fastbacks, convertibles and sedans. Gather ye on the highway from Detroit where they were born to our nation’s capital. The trucks and buses should join in as long as these millions of vehicles are all American with toil and talent. Drive these cars of yesteryear down old Route 66, one behind the other stretching an unbroken chain of two-tone metal machines that America fell in love with in a time when the United States was a beacon to the world.Let each of these American classics roll down narrow roads, turnpikes and eight-lane highways, with each having an American flag waving from the tips of their radio antennae. Hoards of cheering crowds from every race and field of endeavor demonstrate our diversity united in pride and honor of being an American citizen. Hopefully, an impressionable percentage of 300 million people that stretch from the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans will be represented. From the borders of Canada and Mexico, also, in Hawaii and Alaska let church bells ring and car horns blare to herald that Americans can and will come together; whether they be waning World War II veterans, senior citizens or our nation’s youth! In spite of this economic crisis and nasty war, we witnessed this same experience numerous times before and always shone our brilliant gold. This is the classic gold within us! We Americans living in the 21st Century should all join in the parade of American classics because God tells us that this is not limited to our incredible inventions; – it lies in the pit of our passions, to be the Phoenix rising from our ashes and rediscover ourselves.
IT WAS WORTH THE VISIT JUST TO SEE THIS 1934 CHRYSLER AIRFLOW
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HOME OF THESCREENWRITER SANDWICH
AND FADE IN FRIES AND SLUG LINE SLAW
TRY OUR FAMOUS COLUMBO CHILI
WE SERVE THE BEST NEW YORK STYLE FRANKFURTERS BOILED IN BEER ONLY$1.50 EACH
Many times my mother and I ate here when I was a boy.She told me her father, Nicolo Rinaldo, would stop and park his Model T Ford at this very diner in the 1930's with my mother Sylvia and her sister on their way to their summer home in Syosset, Long Island
COURT SQUARE DINER IN LONG ISLAND CITY
on the way into Woodside, L.I., N.Y.
This diner was a watering hole for Rich Burriesci and his friends (scrambled eggs and home fries)
when he lived in Stewart Manor 1965-1974. It was more of a dining car in those years unlike this.
RICH BURRIESCI AND VICTORIA DILLARD EAT HERE AT UNION STATION WHENEVER HE RIDES TO D.C.BY AMTRAK TRAIN
1964 CHRYSLER TURBINE introduced at the 1964 New York World's Fair
1964 CHRYSLER TURBINE(rear view)
A HAUNTING PHOTOGRAPH OF THE BROOKLYN BRIDGE IN 1954
"winter dreams from the sub tropics"
by wes prussing
Listen: the soft cadence of muffled footsteps when the snow is new and fine and as soft and feathery as goose down. Late at night a north wind washes over all the land, roaring over everyone and everything like the hysterical rushing of icy waters in some mysterious glacial stream. The sky is swept with vibrant stars. Vast and billowing nebulae rain down silver spears that blink silently and relentlessly in the motionless air. From far out at the galaxy’s edge a delirium of comets, suns and pulsating stars shower even more humming, crackling and hissing lights; painting a single new gray dawn among the millions of heaven’s galleries. Ice is everywhere. It grips the land and chokes the waters; it hangs from bent boughs and twisted branches, and along the lonely gables and eves of frost-crusted clapboard homes. White erases all color and all texture. Everything is satin-smooth in a slick, elliptical mass of silver-blue.
Then slowly in the east, dawn arrives with a flood of new light. Soon the sun’s pale gold mixes with the earth’s agitated and ascending waves of heat and refraction, wrapping the misty valleys in ribbons of soft pinks, yellows and teal-greens. From north to south a polar rainbow arches high over the mountain peaks.
Winter arrives: virginal, cold, pure and obdurate. Portending not sleep, darkness nor decay… but birth.
CONEY ISLAND IN BROOKLYN circa 1930
LUNDY'S OF SHEEPSHEAD BAY
HOME OF THE BROOKLYN DODGERS
CLICK THE ARCHES FOR AN INTERESTING TRAIN RIDE ACROSS THIS BRIDGE IN 1899
of Keith Van Allen
CLICK THIS PHOTO TO ENJOY CONEY ISLAND OF THE FORTIES
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ON THE CONEY ISLAND CYCLONE
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WE SERVE CRABS ...
WE SERVE EVERYBODY!
COFFEE IS $1.65 AND REFILLS ARE FREE!
I TELL THE WAITRESS TO FORGET THE COFFEE AND GIVE ME A REFILL!
THE SIGN SAYS: WE SERVE BREAKFAST ANYTIME!
ISAY: GIVE ME FRENCH TOAST IN THE RENAISSANCE
DIXIE DINER IN PETERSBURG, VA 11/22/2009
LAUGHTER IS THE BEST MEDICIINE BUT OUR CHICKEN SOUP IS BETTER!
Customer: Give me a hot dog.Waiter: With pleasure.Customer: No, with mustard.
Two attorneys went into a diner and ordered two drinks. Then they produced sandwiches from their briefcases and started to eat. The waiter became quite concerned and marched over and told them, "You can't eat your own sandwiches in here!" The attorneys looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders and then exchanged sandwiches.
Two men were in a restaurant and ordered fish. The waiter brought a dish with two fish, one larger than the other. One of the men said to the other, "Please help yourself." The other one said "Okay", and helped himself to the larger fish. After a tense silence, the first one said, "really, now, if you had offered me the first choice, I would have taken the smaller fish!" The other one replied, "What are you complaining for; you have it, don't you?"
This guy goes into a restaurant for a Christmas breakfast while in his hometown for the holidays. After looking over the menu he says, "I'll just have the Eggs Benedict."
His order comes a while later and it's served on a huge fancy chrome plate. He asks the waiter, "What's with the fancy plate?"
The waiter replies, "There's no plate like chrome for the hollandaise!"
"ME, MYSELF AND I"(A poem by Richard Christopher Burriesci circa 1990)
I'm just an ordinary fellow, a plain and simple guy.The three best friends I have are me, myself and I.This may sound egotistical but this is always true ... that the one person who will never leave your side is certainly always you!So you better get to find yourself and like what you see, and then, only then can you truly be happy.
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WHITE CASTLE IN JAMAICA QUEENS NY
2 STUDEBAKERS OWNED BY TEACHER BOB KUZYN OF NEW HYDE PARK, L.I., NEW YORK ...
The red 1950 STUDEBAKER Commander and the black 1959 STUDEBAKER Lark
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GRAY WYATT CLOSED ITS DOORS FOR BUSINESS IN SEPTEMBER 2013
THE CARS IN THE STORY "ONTARIO ROSE"
1958 EDSEL Citation (car of Ontario Rose)
1966 FORD Thunderbird (later car of Celeste Montgomery)
1950 NASH Rambler (car of Colonel Marshall Alan Cain
1947 GREYHOUND BUS that took Victoria Rose and Chief Morning Star to Toronto, Canada driven by Kyle Kensington
1963 STUDEBAKER Avanti (later car of Victoria Rose)
1952 HUDSON Hornet (first car of Victoria Rose)
ROLLING RAMBLERS (American Motors Corporation)
1948 TUCKER Torpedo (The Car that Preston D. Tucker built all 52 of them!)
1948 CHEVROLET Fleetline (rear view taken by Richie Burriesci)