Winter of ’48. Hollidaysburg, Pennsylvania. Snow was a part of everyday life.

Today’s story is from Lee Crist.

1936 Ford Coupe

My father, Charles Crist, was a fireman for the Pennsylvania Railroad. As a railroad employee, he was entitled to a “free pass” to anywhere on the ‘System.’ Over New Years, Mom and Dad decided to take the train to Baltimore to visit my older sister.

I had turned 16 the August before, and was a proud licensed driver. My family’s only form of transportation was a royal blue 1936 Ford Coupe with a rumble seat. Just before he left, my Dad instructed,

“If it snows, leave the car in the garage.”

Off they went. I had the car to myself. My buddies and I were going to have a blast.
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