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The history of the Studebaker Motor Corporation began in 1852 in a midwest barn of three blacksmith brothers in the town of South Bend, Indiana. They were John, Henry and Clement Studebaker and one of the best carriage builders of the 19th Century. So, this prerequisite of their popular automobiles truly did run on genuine horsepower. Supposedly, Henry and Clem were the engineering brawn and their eldest kin was the business brain. When the 1952 Studebaker Champion was the official Indianapolis 500 Pace Car that year, the nameStudebakerin American manufacturing and pioneers in the automobile industry had reached its Centennial plateau. I once test drove the airplane without wings that Kermit the frog and Miss Piggy made famous in the Sesame Street era - the 1950 Studebaker Land Cruiser (first picture shown above). It was so ugly that it was adorable! Yet, a little more than a decade later, Studebaker unveiled the sleekest, chic and desired car of 1963 - their Avanti! (last picture shown above). In this article, the world of Studebaker, I must mention some of their peers and pioneers whose dreams and inventions were ambrosia to the masses of people that plied American highways and back roads.Preston Tuckerand Henry Ford's son,Edselhad cars ahead of their times, yet, their debut was cancelled after the first act. However, if you get behind the dashboard of one of these classics and drive down Route 66, then you tell me if this would be among the most memorable and wonderful experiences of your life!
1940 STUDEBAKER Commander
STUDEBAKER VINTAGE 1852 STUDEBAKER VINTAGE 1952
1953 STUDEBAKER Fire Engine
1914STUDEBAKER going from carriage to horseless carriage
MORE FROM SPEC ... HE SHARES THIS STORY FROM A YOUNG WOMAN:
Iwas privileged to take a photo of 'Five Generations of Women' shortly before my 93 year-old Grandmother passed away last year. The photo, shown below, features the hands of my Grandmother, Mom, Sister, Niece and Great-Niece. While I can't take credit for the idea, I was so happy to have had the suggestion & capture this moment. It inspired a friend of mine to do something similar which turned out so beautiful and a special keepsake prior to her father's passing.Grandma's Hands
Grandma, some ninety plus years, sat feebly on the patio bench. She didn't move, just sat with her head down staring at her hands.When I sat down beside her she didn't acknowledge my presence and the longer I sat I wondered if she was okay.Finally, not really wanting to disturb her but wanting to check on her at the same time, I asked her if she was okay. She raised her head and looked at me and smiled. "Yes, I'm fine, thank you for asking," she said in a clear strong voice.
'I didn't mean to disturb you, grandma, but you were just sitting here staring at your hands and I wanted to make sure you were okay," I explained to her."Have you ever looked at your hands," she asked. "I mean really looked at your hands?"
I slowly opened my hands and stared down at them. I turned them over, palms up and then palms down. No, I guess I had never really looked at my hands as I tried to figure out the point she was making.Grandma smiled and related this story:
Stop and think for a moment about the hands you have, how they have served you well throughout your years. These hands, though wrinkled shriveled and weak have been the tools I have used all my life to reach out and grab and embrace life.They braced and caught my fall when as a toddler I crashed upon the floor.They put food in my mouth and clothes on my back. As a child, my mother taught me to fold them in prayer. They tied my shoes and pulled on my boots. They held my husband and wiped my tears when he went off to war.They have been dirty, scraped and raw, swollen and bent. They were uneasy and clumsy when I tried to hold my newborn son. Decorated with my wedding band they showed the world that I was married and loved someone special. They wrote my letters to him and trembled and shook when I buried my parents and spouse. They have held my children and grandchildren, consoled neighbors, and shook in fists of anger when I didn't understand.They have covered my face, combed my hair, and washed and cleansed the rest of my body. They have been sticky and wet, bent and broken, dried and raw. And to this day when not much of anything else of me works real well these hands hold me up, lay me down, and again continue to fold in prayer.These hands are the mark of where I've been and the ruggedness of life.But more importantly it will be these hands that God will reach out and take when he leads me home. And with my hands He will lift me to His side and there I will use these hands to touch the face of God.
I will never look at my hands the same again. But I remember God reached out and took my grandma's hands and led her home. When my hands are hurt or sore or when I stroke the face of my children and husband I think of grandma. I know she has been stroked and caressed and held by the hands of God.I, too, want to touch the face of God and feel His hands upon my face.When you receive this, say a prayer for the person who sent it to you, and watch God's answer to prayer work in your life. Let's continue praying for one another. Passing this on to anyone you consider a friend will bless you both..
Passing this on to one not yet considered a friend is something God would do.
1950 CHEVROLET COUPE
(437 original miles as of June 2009)
photos contributed by Donald "Spec" Campen
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Thought you might find these photos very interesting; what quality from 1941. Pearl Harbor photos found in an old Brownie stored in a foot locker. And just recently taken to be developed.
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PEARL HARBOR DECEMBER 7, 1941
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WHILE YOU ARE AWAY
By Mary Gwendolyn Glenn
God send an Angel To walk by your side To hold your hand To be your guide; God send an Angel To calm your fear To let you know He is always near; God send an Angel So you won’t be alone To keep you safe To bring you home; All these things To God I pray…To feel God’s blessings While you are away.
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NEW YORK MOMENTS: “It Could Be Me”
By Mary Gwendolyn Glenn 9-11-01
A large man weeps with eyes set Luminous tears form fingers of wet Etched on a face of alabaster stone, Ghostly bodies sway and stumble Blindly staggered by swirling debris; A small doll, with limbs askew Lies silently, avoided, in full view More ghastly sights abound yet…This holds us and we crumble At the tragedy we all see; An act of terror completed A memory to be repeated To generations in disbelief, Echoes of past wars rumble As our parents relive history; All are brothers, heroes in a senseless war Our husbands and fathers search the gore Today there were no strangers lost Every person is touched, humbled Knowing inside, it could be me…
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