biggd

I'm lucky if I can remember last week.

Dads58Vette

I was in Decatur, GA probably getting my diaper changed, not even a year old then...

ChattanoogaJSB

I can't play until 1980. But I do like hearing the stories!

erb64

Sitting on the mall in Washington DC with a case of beer waiting for the fireworks

RatDog

I was 28, well-settled into married life and working as a Technical Writer for an engineering company in Miami. I had just traded in a 1971 Vega GT which I had bought new for a new 1974 Plymouth Duster. The Vega was a POS . . . the Duster was great.

-- Steve

C1 driver

Married six months. Having a new house built, still in it. Driving a 1972 Audi 100LS.

dahogan

Law school, head resident of a dorm and driving a 69 VW.......boy those were some great days, perhaps my best.

narlee

I was railroading ,either afternoons or nights, already had my '61 Corvette.

mikelj

I was heading down the home stretch in graduate school, and anticipating a paycheck, was beginning to shop for my first new (to me) Corvette. I selected a 1970 silver LT1 roadster not long after. The biggest piece of junk I ever had, my wife called it the "stagecoach", it had been wrecked with a bent frame, but it was all I could afford. I sold it a few years later, and swore off Corvettes for many years, but I finally made it back.

Zoomin

I had just completed my sophomore year of college, enjoying my first new car purchase, a 73 Z28 which was quite the change from the Volkswagen I had before. I made money during the summer pumping 30 cent gas, checking oil and tire pressure, and handing out S&H Green Stamps.

nutt

I just kicked 3rd grade in the tush.
School's been out for 4 weeks sooooo.........

...sitting in a treehouse staring at playboys
...lighting a mpc model on fire and rolling it down a hill
...practicing wheelies on my stingray
...floating boats down the creek
...exploring the woods and getting chased by yellowjackets
...spying on my older bro's g-friend and hoping to get a cleavage shot


What I wasn't doing......
...sitting on my butt in front of a TV
...playing anything with joysticks
...studying anything with words


Thanx for the smile on my face!

Larry P

I was 29 and building a 30 Model A street rod with a Mustang drive line.
I was working for a cash register company and didn't know I was about
1 1/2 years away from opening my own company.
On the 4th that year, as always, we took the kids to the Saint Louis Arch for the fire works show.
That was when it took a year for a year to go by. Now it seems like it takes about 6 months for a year to go by. Hmmm.
My friends would call that "Larry Logic".

JohnZ

I was 33, working 60-70 hours a week at GM-Lordstown as a Production Superintendent; I had just sold a '65 327/365hp A/C tanker I had just finished restoring, and still had a '73 Ferrari Daytona Spider and a '67 Ferrari 275GTB/4.

Brumbach

I was in USMC OCS beginning my career. Great life! Wish I could do it all over again.

jprop

I was 19 years old, in the Navy somewhere in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. I had not yet bought my first car.

Jackfit

June 1974 I was in Myknonos , Greece recouping from knee surgery. I had bought my 66 Roadster in 1970 with 46,000 miles on it.

It now has 300,000 on same engine!

ricks327

Working a patrol shift, not sure which one as we rotated every 28 days. I think we had Chev. Nova's.

LouieM

In July 1974 I was spending my first summer camped in the wilds of the North Slope, northern Alaska, doing geological reconnaissance work using helicopters from a tent camp. Did that in Alaska, northernmost Canada up toward the North Pole, and Siberia for the next 34 years, but you remember the First One with a special fondness. As you can see, I had a pin-up of my newly-bought customized 63 Fuelie coupe taped to the tent wall beside my cot, while the other guys had pics of girls. Boy, were they clueless! Three of us had autorotated down just that morning when the tranny on our Hughes 500 chopper crapped out at 300 feet right after takeoff, and we hit the ground hard, so I was smiling especially big ‘cuz I was alive!

mrg

A dozen of us were on a motorcycle camping trip down to Big Sur. On the way we stopped at Santa Cruz to take in the big fireworks show. We were on a bluff and had a good view from from left to right above of the beach below. When it started getting dark all along the beach the fireworks and bottle rockets for 2000 feet going off every which way down below was wild! . . Just before the big fireworks show was to start the fog started rolling in and put the kabosh on it.

wonderful

I was a graphic artist working in a art studio in Toronto. Rode my bicycle a lot. Was into photography and had lots of lady friends. Never owned a car but rented lots. Drove a rented Ford Pinto to the maritimes, what a POS, had no power climbing hills. Next rental was a AMC Pacer, another POS. My first car was a 78 Corvette, bought it brand new fully loaded for $12,000. Sold that car for the same amount.