Carolyn Hardie Oxford I always ran up the alley behind our house to meet my Daddy when he came home from work in the evening. I would jump on the runningboard and ride there all the way to our house. Daddy and I would talk the whole way. One day he traded that car in for a new one as a surprise for us. As usual, I ran to meet him, but there was no running board for me to jump on. Daddy opened the door and let me sit on his lap while I cried because the new car didn't have MY running board on it.
Maxine Province My grandparents, Pet and Betty Canoy with their new car. I do not know the year, but it was taken in Simpson County, Mississippi.. Note that Grandpa has his foot propped up on the wide running board!
Mike Jolin Going by the car, a Model-T with a chromed grill surround and balloon tires, on artillery wheels, I would guess around 1925, when you could finally get them in colours other than black. In 26 and 27, the outdated artillery wheels were replaced by the metal spoked wheels that came standard on the Model A.
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