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Did anyone else here celebrate Independence Day in 40s style? We had a local parade, in Centralia, WA (halfway between Seattle and Portland, Oregon). So far this year, it’s rained on EVERY major event our group has had since last summer. This year was no exception. There’s a old joke about the summer starting here on the 5th of July. That saying was off by only one day as it’s sunny today through to the end of the month. It was cloudy for weeks, so I drove down with the top up and never took it down. Some of the guys in the group really gave me a lot of sarcasm about it. We had 6 WW2 Jeeps, an M-38A1, a M-715, and two M-35s. A group of former defense plant workers during WW2 came along and some rode in our vehicles. They were all ladies, one of whom worked at the Rock-Ola plant, test firing carbines during the war. It was a shame that none of us had any carbines by that company. It would have been neat to have her holding one she might have fired during the war.
Getting ready, we parked all the vehicles along a side street and waited. And of course, it rained. Twice. Thankfully, it didn’t rain again. Some of the guys who were giving me grief for having my top up were scrambling trying to get theirs in place. I’m the guy in the raincoat in this photo, having been the only one who’d thought to bring one.
The wife of a guy in the group got this shot of me along the back end of the route. Not too many people are at this spot, but there were plenty of people watching the parade elsewhere.
The post-parade gaggle. Note the 1941 Cadillac. It led the group in the parade. The car is owned by a female member of the group and she usually dresses in pinks and greens when driving it:
My 1944 Willys is to the right.
Getting ready, we parked all the vehicles along a side street and waited. And of course, it rained. Twice. Thankfully, it didn’t rain again. Some of the guys who were giving me grief for having my top up were scrambling trying to get theirs in place. I’m the guy in the raincoat in this photo, having been the only one who’d thought to bring one.
The wife of a guy in the group got this shot of me along the back end of the route. Not too many people are at this spot, but there were plenty of people watching the parade elsewhere.
The post-parade gaggle. Note the 1941 Cadillac. It led the group in the parade. The car is owned by a female member of the group and she usually dresses in pinks and greens when driving it:
My 1944 Willys is to the right.
