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J.W. Burleson photo / Boquillas del Carmen, Coah.
Sunday, November 10, 2019
c. 1950 Mercury M2
from Alex Emond: Between Rockglen and Scout Lake, Saskatchewan there's a little 3-block village called Liscieux. That's where this old Mercury sits. It's a Ford with Canadian branding. Lots of metal, some wild folding and stamping in that front end. You can see it coming . Missing the spare tire but that's about all"
AL: Here's another Canadian Mercury, in Nova Scotia
Nice old truck and these photo angles brought back some memories.
Here goes. When I was a kid we spent a lot of time on Shoal Creek which has headwaters in Tennessee and flows south into Alabama. I'm talking early '60's and it was pretty isolated geographically. Economically and socially even more so. The creek provided a food source, but having a boat was an unattainable luxury for most. Back to the truck, imagine you had two identical models and both were never to run again. Then, if you needed a boat, you could remove the hoods, turn them over, align the firewall ends and weld them together with watertight precision. Spot weld where the hood ornaments were, flip that baby over and there's your boat. I saw these frequently back then and had I been an old truck collector I'm certain it would have brought a tear to my eye. As it was, we didn't pay them much attention gliding by in our shiny, store bought canoes. It wouldn't have seemed right to gawk or question a man doing whatever it took to feed his family out of that muddy creek.
Nice old truck and these photo angles brought back some memories.
ReplyDeleteHere goes. When I was a kid we spent a lot of time on Shoal Creek which has headwaters in Tennessee and flows south into Alabama. I'm talking early '60's and it was pretty isolated geographically. Economically and socially even more so. The creek provided a food source, but having a boat was an unattainable luxury for most. Back to the truck, imagine you had two identical models and both were never to run again. Then, if you needed a boat, you could remove the hoods, turn them over, align the firewall ends and weld them together with watertight precision. Spot weld where the hood ornaments were, flip that baby over and there's your boat. I saw these frequently back then and had I been an old truck collector I'm certain it would have brought a tear to my eye. As it was, we didn't pay them much attention gliding by in our shiny, store bought canoes. It wouldn't have seemed right to gawk or question a man doing whatever it took to feed his family out of that muddy creek.
Greg Phillips