Sunday, March 22, 2015

In Fair Naples

I drove the 100 miles or so to Naples, Florida, yesterday for the AACA Naples-Marco Island Region’s annual show at the historic depot.  It was a nice day with great weather and a lot of interesting automobiles, including some beautiful mid-1930’s Packards and a row of American cars from the late 1940’s and early 1950’s.  The folks were very friendly and there was plenty of shade for those of us who get sunshine year-round.


There were a lot of nice comments about the Pontiac, most people saying they either had fond memories of family station wagons or how nice it was to see a car like that at show, noting that it’s rare to see a car of that type on display.  I also made a lot of friends from Toronto who spotted the Ontario plates and asked if I kept the car down here, the assumption being that I, like a lot of Naples visitors, was a snowbird.  I told them the story of the car being built at the GM of Canada plant in Oshawa, Ontario; hence the Ontario plates.

I put the car in for judging more for fun than anything else; the entry fee is the same.  I was happy to win third place in American Production 1981-1990.  The fact that there were only three cars in the class didn’t take away from the honor.

017There were two other members from the Miami club who entered the show and they both won in their classes, so it was a good day for everyone.

2 barks and woofs on “In Fair Naples

  1. I remember being driven in our Packard to my grandparents’ house across the Missouri river to Alton,Illinois for Christmas dinner. There was room for Mother and the three of us, my dad sitting in front beside Lawrence, our driver/handyman, with my brother on one of the jump seats. We had a plush rugs to cover our knees since there wasn’t heat in the cars then. The windows fogged up with the ice from our breath and we loved making pictures with our hot little fingers that melted the ice. Such a beautiful car and fun for me to see some of them again.

  2. “The fact that there were only three cars in the class didn’t take away from the honor.”

    I once won Third Prize in an Irish flute competition on exactly the same basis. Considering I was new to Irish flute (physically only slightly different from the baroque flute I usually played, but playing music vastly different in style, much of it improvised), I was right pleased with that third-out-of-three finish. Under the rules, they weren’t even obligated to hand that Third Prize to anybody.

    In any case, those are some mighty fine-looking automobiles…

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