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I have owned my '36 Ford Deluxe 5 win cpe since September, 1952. For all practical purposes I am the second owner, however, two friends of mine briefly owned car..
The whole story:
My High School Wood Shop, Mr Blondel, purchased the car new in Idaho Falls, ID. When I was in the 9th grade my friends and I would admire the car, it was always parked in the same spot, adjacent to the vocational shops at our school. The car was black with an apple green pin stripe.
At the time I did not harbor many thoughts about owning the car. My father always had Chevy's, so Fords were not a big thing around our house. Actually Fords were generally shunned in Eastern Idaho because they were very hard to start at 30 below zero where-as the Chevy stove bolt six would start every time.
In early 1952 a friend of mine was working in a Conogo gas station across the street from the school.. Mr. Blondel came into the station driving a brand new '52 Ford, Dean asked Mr. Blondel what he had done with the '36 Ford, Mr. Blondel responded that he was going to sell the car... Dean quickly made a deal to buy the '36.
Dean only had the car for a few short months when he decided to sell it.. He had fallen love with a girl, quitting school to get married... The new wife did not like the '36.
Dean sold the car to another classmate of mine.. Bob took the car home, not telling his father what he had done.. When Bob's dad found out what Bob had done, he had a fit, refusing to place insurance on the car which meant Bob could not drive the Ford.
Bob's dad bought Bob a new Chevy to drive, he felt the '36 Ford was unsafe with it's mechanical brakes.
A couple of months passed, summer was over and it was getting close to the start of school.. I had been driving a '42 Chevy which blew a rod. My uncle gave me a '41 Ford to use until I could get the Chevy going, the Ford got hot and cracked the block so I was a foot. A friend of mine had a '41 Ford conv. that had lost the rear end, he said I could have the car if I wanted it.. In a few short hours I had the trans/diff out of my '41 and into the '41 conv... I had wheels again.
It was now late September and staring to get frosty in Idaho... Not a good place to have a convertible.. My friend Bob had been gone for the summer, for some unknown reason I stopped by his house to see if he had come home yet. He had not.
While talking to Bob's dad I noted that the '36 was sitting in the back yard with weeds up to the door handles. I inquired about the car, Bob's dad said that he had been meaning to call the local wrecking yard to come and pick the car up..
In short order I made a deal to buy the car for $125. I went after a battery and some gas.. In short order the car was running... I drove it home, cleaned it up and hit the streets... The car had a little over 51k on the clock... A fifty-nine year love affair with the car had started.