Whitewall Whereabouts
Driving to work today I saw not one, not two, but three cars with various styles of whitewall tires. Talk about anachronism. I can't remember the last time I saw one car with whitewalls, let alone 3 of them.
When I was a kid whitewall tires were suburban de rigueur. No self-respecting middle-ager would consider anything but whitewall tires for his Ford Falcon or Buick 225. Tire ads promised you'd be the envy of all your neighbors with those gleaming white stripes. The funny thing is in hindsight they look pretty stupid. I guess they're just a throwback to a time when certain automotive aesthetic peculiarites - vinyl roofs are another - had their day in the sun. Thank God nowadays we've managed to distill all that automotive bad taste into a single vehicle: the Hummer.
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It is homecoming week at the urchins' school too. So far we've had camo day, pajama day and costume day. Can't remember the ones for tomorrow, but Friday is spirit day.
I used to have to clean Daddy's whitewalls with a toothbrush and some kind cleaner--"bleche-white" or something like that.
With a toothbrush. Boy, that's tough. At least my dad let me use a scrub brush.
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We could start a support group for people who spent their youth washing the whitewalls. Count me in. ;)