the pinto wagon
pea-soupy green
wood-ish sides
bare bones edition
shared with sibs
junk food
single shoes
lost school papers
hand crank windows
no air
sometimes heat
as many friends as we could jam in
rockin’ our fm-converter
a drag-racing ticket
but it had wheels
took us places
this was our flivver.
had a number of flivvers
over the years
but none
carried the memories
like this one.
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do you remember your flivver?
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FLIVVER:
Part of Speech- Noun
Origin – Unknown, early 20th century
Definition – A cheap car or aircraft, especially one in bad condition.
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“a car for every purse and purpose.”
-alfred p. sloan
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credits: google image, wordgenius.com
Wonderful memories.
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A wonderful post, Beth! Immediately took me back to memories of my first flivver, a ’64 Rambler 880. Not much to look at, but it took us everywhere we wanted to go. Thanks for the memories!
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How fun, it’s all about having transportation!
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The first long step toward independence. Heady times!
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I remember the feeling so well!
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Favorite memories..visiting our cousins in the US, all of us piling into the back of that thing (Seatbelts? What seatbelts?) rolling and flopping all over on our way to that big, fabulous mall!!
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So funny, no rules)
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I love it
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Ivor old cars seem to rhyme with flivver
In my lifetime, they’ve only been worth a fiver
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Hahahaha
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Mine was a Chevy Bel aire station wagon, with seats in the back that folded in the floor. My dad found dead lizards under the seats after we moved back to Illinois from Texas.
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Oh wow, and that is such a funny detail!
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Funny thing, Beth. The Pinto was a SMALL car. And in the photo, the wagon looks HUGE! Oh, how times have changed. If I saw a picture of our family Buick wagon I think it would resemble a Humvie of today.
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Yes, it does look huge, but was quite small! Yours would have been a monster!
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My “Flivver” was a 1950 Buick that had belonged to a great-aunt who was the “little old lady school teacher.”
She never drove it any farther than to school and back. I got it in 1963. It had only 11k miles on it. When I sold it in 1965 it had 55k.
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Amazing!
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never heard that word FLIVVER… but I do remember in the seventies when I lived for a short while in Canada and travelled the US, having been in great awe of those wood-panelled street cruisers, those cars with seemingly no end, flashing lights in wondrous forms, but also those rather small trailler addendums, where you clapped out the sides, hightened the inserted metal bars and thus created a folding out double bed and so much more!
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Wow!
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what I like about blogs, is that oftentimes there are posts like this, of no relevance to me at all but evoking so many, many memories, untold stories.
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Same!
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Mine was a 64 Buick Skylark convertible. Lotsa memories in that rig. A vehicle for the rites of passage.
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It sounds amazing
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Mine looked just like this
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Twins!
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Never heard that word, but the art of using wood on the side of a car is a lost one!
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Something cool about it
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Oh, yes, but I never saw that word before.
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It was new to me too, but I thought it was so fitting
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1962 VW bug. The turn signal lever spun around the steering column. Yep. Wooden front bumper, no back seat.
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Excellent details!
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When we moved to the states, I dreamed to have a car like this. Such a classic station wagon. But you know, in 1998 we had a minivan… lol
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There you go-
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The classic station wagon!
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A mini version!
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that’s a new word for me; I wonder if the two cars we currently have qualify; one if a 2003 and the other is a 2006…
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Only you can judge-)
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I judge cars on their ability to get from point a to point b; in that regard, our cars measure up just fine…:)
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Right!
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We had a brown pinto, and my stepdad drove it up our street on his way to work and the engine caught fire 🔥
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Omg hahahaha
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oh my goodness, we had a green pinto and it also caught fire, soon after the passenger door fell off while closing it while being dropped off at school! 🙂
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Yeah Pintos were actually known for catching fire in the 70’s
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🙂 yes……..that thing was a death trap!
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I always had parts just fall off, also
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oh no! as a child it was so darn embarrassing!
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Yes
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my friend’s passenger door fell off and slid across our icy street, when we accidentally undid the bungie cord holding it closed )
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OH my goodness!!! that must have been terrifying! Those cars where total pieces of crap! 🙂
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They were, and it was more funny, in our neighborhood and no cars around, we n knew we’d get in big trouble, but couldn’t stop laughing
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🙂 those cars gave us a lot of memories!
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So many
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this looks very similar to our family station wagon that we called Woodie! 🙂 and it endured all your words! 🙂 thanks for the reflections!!!
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My pleasure!
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The Weasel had a 1972 two-door sky-blue Pinto with an 8-track. Lotta beer runs in that car. Easy to push out of the mud, too.
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something special about those pintos!
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oh, yes I remember the fliver! The pinto did not last long, It went the way of the Covair ten years earlier. This one made me smile as soon as I saw the car! Very good poem Beth.
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Thanks!
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Yup, just keep it wheel! Love it! ◟(◔ั₀◔ั )◞ ༘♡
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Right!
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Haha! Too funny! Wood-ish sides, sometimes heat, pea-soupy green, hand-crank windows, and lots of friends—now that’s a flivver! The thing is, we thought it was the best. Thanks for the memories!
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Oh, absolutely!
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Ah, the Pinto.
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Such a classic)
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a delightful post, Beth: an ode to your old family waggon 🙂
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Thanks, John –
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btw Beth tmk the term ‘flivver’ never made it to Australia, one of the few Americanisms that didn’t 🙂
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It was new to me and I live here )
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LOL 🙂 🙂
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I never drover our ‘flivver’ but dad bought a 1950 something Lancer station wagon. We used it for everything. My brother drove it to school his first day he could and hit something with it. He wasn’t allowed to drive it again. Which meant for a lot of walking for the rest of us!
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Ha!
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I know my dad had an AMC Hornet and Vega and he hated both of those cars!!!
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Wow, I remember both of those cars, we had a Vega too at one point
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That Vega was a real piece of work…LOL
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Ours was a mud brown wagon version )
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Ours was hunter green
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Excellent
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Ah, the memories!
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So many –
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❤️
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Love it. Good ol’ car. 🙂
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A war horse )
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I love it! We used to have a station wagon too … all brown.
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Excellent!
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