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Originally Posted by Old Mechanic
My first memory of a car was having the door closed on my poor fingers, and the resulting scream, which apparently was one of those primitive,
YOU JUST CLOSED THE DOOR ON YOUR KIDS FINGERS!!!!!!!!!!
Audible alarm  .
I think it was a 1950 Dodge, later a 58 Plymouth Custom Suburban that we rode across the country and saw Alcatraz when it was still opened and went to Disneyland when it had just been opened a short time. Route 66 with the Burma Shave signs.
regards
Mech |
Hahaha! Got my fingers crunched in my Dad's 1972 Vista Cruiser once when I was 5. Your first car/Disneyland memory is maybe a little like this very well-made 1950s home-made documentary about winning a contest for a trip to Disneyland. Enjoy!
Movie link: DISNEYLAND DREAM.