Friday, June 15, 2018
Speaking of memory....
Speaking of trauma and memory:
Back in Sept 2016 I was resuming my morning walk, carefully and minimally, the day after hernia surgery. I was still in pain and slightly anesthetized, so I didn't trust my brain. I saw a miraculous sight, one of the cars I'd always been hoping to see. A 1939 Champion two-door, light tan in color. I had seen a few of the big prewar Studies when I was a kid, but never a Champion. This one was just sitting in the driveway of a house that perfectly matched 1939.
Given the circumstances, I wasn't sure of the validity. Hallucination? Good omen? Bad omen? Or just real?
This morning the reality was verified. Saw the same car on the road, driving to work like all the modern cars. Sounds like a modern V8 under the hood, not a prewar six.
Here's a factory picture of the Champ two-door, along with another dreamy element that unfortunately wasn't part of my sightings.
Correction after looking at more pictures: The car I'm seeing has long vertical taillights, which means it's a '41. The '39 and '40 had short vertical taillights, and the '42 (like nearly all '42 American cars) had horizontal rectangles.
Correction after looking at more pictures: The car I'm seeing has long vertical taillights, which means it's a '41. The '39 and '40 had short vertical taillights, and the '42 (like nearly all '42 American cars) had horizontal rectangles.Labels: metametrology
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