
September 1956. My father, me and the new Rambler on its first long ride, at Squaw Rock on U.S. 101 south of Ukiah, California, captured by my brother on Ektachrome. Could almost be a new card ad, except I'm not running around laughing hysterically.
had a Rambler~ And I remember how she would steer the thing while looking through the steering wheel. Used to scare me to death. I don't know whether the steering wheel was enormous or she was really, really small.....