Back in those days the salesmen used to bring the cars around to you. My mother told me that the salesman arrived in the Hupmobile, and tried to sell it to my grandfather.

There was a big hill not too far from his home, and Granddad told the salesman if the Hup would come over the hill in high gear he would buy it.

It must have done it because my mother drove it all around, as Granddad was crippled and couldn't drive.

Look at those spare tires, who says the smiley face is new!

Looks like somewhere around here: https://goo.gl/maps/8DYqC

Interesting, a bit of reading about "Sawyer"

It's unknown from whom Leander Sawyer bought the land, but he became active in this area in 1853. He probably lived in a small adobe built near a natural spring in the hill, just southwest of the Laurel. This was remembered by some very old timers of the area. No trace of it remains today.
The Sawyer Camp Trail was Sawyer's access to his camp (south of the Laurel tree) where old timers say he kept an inn to dispense food to picnickers, and to serve as lodging for horsemen traveling through the area. Later, the trail was used by the stagecoach from Millbrae, which connected with the San Mateo Stageline to Half Moon Bay (Spanish Town). During the 1850's and 60's, Sawyer grazed cattle in the area to keep down the brush and make a better area for incoming wagons.

(More at the page for the ongoing trail project here: http://parks.smcgov.org/sawyer-camp-segment )

I'd like to see how many would show up for such a meet today.

Not a good year for ladies' fashions: No children at all were born in 1924.