This was not a great neighborhood even in 1932. Nearby in Logan Square Park that summer, a U.S. park patrolman was beaten to death by a street gang after he tried to arrest one of them. Three of the gang were tried, convicted, and despite public protests, all three were electrocuted. (Yes, the District used to have its own electric chair.)

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If only the driver had outfitted his car with some kind of scooping device, all of this could have been avoided!

I could not keep from laughing at your comment. I also noticed that the guy in the knickers and spectator shoes looked totally out of place in that group of downtowners, much like Thurston P. Howell on a deserted island. Talk about not fitting in, he does stand out like a sore thumb. Thanks for the laugh.

That's not just any '32 Ford V-8, that's a rare and very coveted Victoria!

[Hustle on down to 14th and Q and make an offer! - Dave]

The shoes on the street suggest a pedestrian was hit?

[Those aren't shoes. - Dave]

Reminds me of a friend's modern-day accident with his 32 Ford roadster, he is almost done repairing it.

http://www.donshotrodpage.net/Project-32/Page19.html

the fellow on the right with the paper in his shirt pocket sure is giving the "ol stink eye" also.

Because that's a brand new for 1932 Ford V8 (if this is 1932), the first year the legendary flathead V8 was available.

I see that Dagwood stopped by on his way to the golf course.

The woman and the man on the left are sure giving the stinkeye to someone in the crowd!

That's one tough lookin' broad on the left. I wonder if the mechanic/tow truck looking guy ever thought that 76 years from that day, we'd be wondering if he was picking his nose right there are the scene of an accident.