Perfect for viewing giant mutated ants!

My parents grew up in St. George. My mom identified the woman walking closest to the curb as Juanita Brooks, historian and author of, among other things, The Mountain Meadows Massacre.

Any ideas on the purpose of the long, heavy-duty rope hanging down the front of the brick building on the extreme right side of the photo? From the looks of the frayed end, the rope needs to be replaced (hope it wasn't holding up a window washing platform!).

The service station on the left has interesting signage. It has the chevron logo of Standard in the West, but also has the oval sign with the torch in it, common in the Midwest and East. Of course, in those other locations the sign used to read either "American" or "Standard".

[Those are two stations across the side street from one another. -tterrace]

Thanks, that's obvious now! ;~)

Was a 1949 Chevrolet sedan, for which I paid $75. I was a freshman at McPherson High School (Kansas), and was on a learner's permit that allowed only trips to and from school, or with a parent aboard. The dashboard of that car is so familiar. Many clandestine trips to the skating rink, football games, etc. I was only ticketed once, driving through a park doing about 25 in a 15 mph zone. I was on my way to school, but a little bit out of the way. Those times and memories brought on from this great site, are always a treasure to me. Thanks Shorpy.

The current address of the building from which this photograph was taken is 67 E. St. George Boulevard (once known as U.S. Highway 91, now known as Highway 34), one half-block east of North Main Street. Milne Jewelry has not moved, but the other businesses in the foreground have departed. The letter "D" on the hillside was likely associated with Dixie Junior College (later Dixie College, then Dixie State College, now Dixie State University) in St. George.

but before they could finish it, they changed the name to Utah.

When I was six years old in 1950 my father bought a new 1950 Chevrolet. The interior of this image sure brought back the memories. Not easily visible in the photo is my memory of the ignition key and the separate silver starter button on the dash.

Before there were any laws about where kids had to sit I spent many trips "riding shotgun" and remember the clock, the glove compartment door and the heater vent in the floor area vividly.

Our Chevrolet didn't have the optional side view mirror.

A Volkswagen Beetle hiding on the other side of the street.

Nice view of interior of a customized 1949-'50 Chevy convertible. It has the typical changes for the day: shrunken head, brodie knobs, shaved hood, and Olds hubcaps. The shift lever has been moved to the opposite side to keep the driver's right hand free for the girlfriend.