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'56 Chevy Crash

I was in the back seat when we wrecked.  A T-bird blew a red light and we T-boned them.  My grandpa broke all his ribs, my Dad snapped his arm off at the shoulder.  My brother and I flew into the back of the front seats and ripped the skin off our knees.  We were going about 45 or so.  It was a scary experience.  I still remember most of the details of that day.  It was a cold November day in 1964 in Kent Ohio. View full size.

I was in the back seat when we wrecked. A T-bird blew a red light and we T-boned them. My grandpa broke all his ribs, my Dad snapped his arm off at the shoulder. My brother and I flew into the back of the front seats and ripped the skin off our knees. We were going about 45 or so. It was a scary experience. I still remember most of the details of that day. It was a cold November day in 1964 in Kent Ohio. View full size.

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That could've been me!

Oh my, that Chevy looks just like the 1956 210 4-door 6- cylinder (no "V" on the hood) my Dad had when I was a kid and the car in which I learned to drive at age 11 - with "three on the tree".

I remember many summer road trips in the late 1950s, when we travelled hundreds of miles to our camping destination on two-lane blacktop. I often stood on the rear seat, leaning over the front seatbacks, watching the world roll by.

Safety standards sure have changed, for the better.

Whoa!

My only childhood crash involved me gouging my brother's head with my teeth as Mom rear-ended somebody at a relatively slow speed. I was standing on the hump in the back, my brother was in the middle up front.

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