The cars in my life - Part Two

In 1951, home from my mission, I used some money from my  share of the folks' estate
to put a down payment on this dark blue 1948 Studebaker Champion.
This was the car a beautiful Salt Lake City girl and I used to drive up on a hill
east of La Grande and listen to the Mormon Tabernacle Choir....among other things.
It was our honeymoon car in December.

1952 - The new husband out for a picnic
in his new car.

The beautiful Salt Lake City girl.

1953
Graduate school at the University of Oregon, married student  housing,
Barbie perched precariously on the Studebaker while her mom
tenders a rescuing arm.

1957
The '48 Studebaker was traded in on this 1952  Pontiac, which drove like some lumbering
tank in comparison.  But it had more room for our growing family.

1958
En route to one of many summer trips to Iowa City
At Grandmother Nan's home
Michael, Barb, Julie
(Note that neat job of tying down the tarp atop that Pontiac.)

1958
On the banks of the Mississippi River , part of our
trip to Nauvoo while in Iowa City.

June, 1960
We had traded the lumbering Pontiac in on a zippy 1956 Ford.
The little boy on the left is my nephew Jim Bean's son, with Julie, Denny, and Barb.
(The Volkswagen parked behind our Ford is Jim's car.)

1964
Long before there were RVs, there were station wagons.
When we folded down the back seat in our 1962 fire-engine red Chevrolet
all three girls had plenty of room to sleep on the long trips to Iowa City.
(There was no concern about seat belts way back then.)

1971
Buying this 1970 Dodge was a huge mistake,
  A gas guzzler, which bottomed out when there was any
kind of load in the trunk, it seemed to have a mind of its own
on the road.  I think the only reason we drove it for as long
as we did was because, hey, it was a pretty good looking car.

Bring Barb home from her year at Rick's College.
(AKA BYU -Idaho)

Camping in Zion Park.

1976
We bought our first new car, a 1976 Plymouth Volare.
Silver grey with maroon interior.  What a beauty!
(Stay tuned for "the rest of the story".)