Raymond Maxwell shares a memory about early driving experiences in the Almaville community. |
My father was a farmer and an undertaker......I remember
when he had a horse hearse and for years he just had the horse
hearse. He'd always keep two big, fat, slick horses to pull that
hearse and that always looked good. He was just as near heaven as he
wanted to be when he'd get on that hearse. He never did
drive.......In 1926 he bought a 1924 T-model Ford. The shed he kept
it in was across the road. He got in it one day to back it out to
try to drive it. He backed out and pulled across the road and ran
into the gatepost and knocked it down. Everybody kidded him saying
he was saying, "Whoa, Whoa," and it wouldn't stop. He
never did try to drive anymore. That ended his driving. I was
14-years old when they got the Model-T and I started driving then and I've
been driving ever since. You didn't even have to have a driver's
license then to drive.
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