Featured Jeremiah Was a Bullfrog: RIP Chuck Negron

How will we go on?
He was a good friend of mine, I helped him drink his wine.
Please share my grief.

 

...I never understood a single word he said .............

 

Three Dog Night did good music.

 

We've had a lot of three dog nights recently. RIP

 

One is the loneliest number...

 

I was 12 when that song hit the airwaves . . . recall riding around in a family friends huge 9 passenger Chrysler wagon with the song blaring at full volume. Also, my brother saw them in LA in 1967 when their name was 'Redwood'. Glory days !

 

Back when cars were like boats!

 

Hard to believe; it looks long as a limo! Pipe the rear overhang.

 

they don't call em , land yachts , fer nothin

 

I have a friend who has a '62 T-Bird, I call it the floating living room set

Not his but same color. His is a convertible also, the top goes up and down and hides in the back via a hydraulic system.

 

I learned to drive on boats - old 8-cylinder flight bench 6-seaters. It was fun getting one of those into the garage. My lessons came on a tail end 1979 Crown Victoria.

 

A chariot with the horsepower of a couple of trucks, to haul two people in utter glory!
That is a paraphrase of a description under a photograph of a moving Duesenberg from the early 1930's, in a book titled Kings of the Road, iirc. That vivid mental image has been an inspiration for me since the mid 50's...

 

That sounds like the car my dad had that died before I got to drive it - a '66 New Yorker. It sat six officially, and you could put an adult bike in the trunk without removing the front wheel. Fold it over and shut the lid. More HP than an F150 now.

 

Dad's Buick LeSabre .....


I did 1500 kilometres , going up to Northern Ontario , and coming back thru northern Quebec ...

 

While we're at it - I had many great rigs... here with my 1950 Mercury with flathead V-8 & suicide R doors. Had many great boats, all less than $1K . . 1948 Packard, 1966 Dodge Coronet 440, '69 Chrysler Imperial Crown,

 

My dad had a '64 or '62 Imperial. I don't remember the car. I do sort of remember tailfins on something though.

 

My sister on my parent's car (no idea what kind), mid 1940s

 

I learned to drive on a full size station wagon. To this day I can parallel park any car in any spot

 

My mom had one, but we traded it in when it died. We had cargo space instead of the third seat in the back.

 

When we moved to the Cape from Boston in 1976 we were used to going out almost every night to listen to a lot of good music. I asked someone what the music scene was like here and they said I'd hear a lot of Jeremiah Was a Bullfrog. I thought they were joking. First night going out, the Hennessey Brothers sang it.