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View Poll Results: at what age did you become a tri-five fan?
Okay, so we've been talking about how old we are - who's young, and who's not so young. Some people would prefer not to admit to that number.
So, here's different topic: how old were you when tri-fives first caught your attention? Maybe you weren't old enough to think of owning one, but there was that SOMETHING about them that just captivated you.
I'll start off with one that may be tough to beat:
When I was born, my grandfather brought all of us home from the hospital in his '55 Bel Air.
Five years later, I heard my grandfather and my parents talking in the kitchen about new cars. Seems my grandfather wanted to trade in that '55 in on a brand-new '62 Bel Air.
I pitched a fit.
I can still remember standing on the sidewalk by my grandparents' house (they had to park on the street - no driveway), and my parents showing me the car, and getting my "approval" on that shiny new '62 Bel Air.
Ten years later, that '62 would be the first car I ever worked on. I read up on adjusting brakes and replacing shock absorbers, and did both jobs unassisted.
Last edited by stoveboltgeek; 04-09-2012 at 07:23 PM..
My first recollection of a trifive was 1963 when i was 14. I saw a 1956 Nomad in Sierra Gold parked in front of the junior high.I thought that was the most beautiful car i had ever seen with all the chrome.
I started building models of Trifives when I was 7 or 8? The Nomad was the one I remember most. Then when I turned 17 (1967) I bought my first. A 57 210 two door sedan. Six cylinder stick. It was a rose color and white. Had it about a year and during that time I repainted it red and put a used 283 in it. I can remember clearly driving down the street looking out over the hood at the rockets in the hood. Excellent memory.
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the day i was born . dad had his before that (56 belair 4 dr sedan was his first car), mom was taken to the hospital in a 56 150 wagon to deliver me , ( btw i recenty located that car its still in town and might be for sale !!) grew up around them my whole life . i had no chioce
56 delivery ..under construction
69 camaro..copo clone
56 9 pass belair wagon ..under destruction
95 caprice wagon
Remember being 4 or 5 going to the beach in a 56 4 door and sleeping in back seat. When I was 6, will Never forget look on dads face when as he was try to get a good trade on 56, I point out to him and salesman that 56 was leaking oil.
When I was 12 and I started working on cars that Dad bought to fix up and sale.
Neighbor drove 55 150 for years, I have that 55 150 today.
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Same as MikeKy55 above, I can remember building that black '55 model with flames and clear hood scoop - had several of those models at age 8-9 years old. When I turned 12 we had a neighbor out in the Big Spring, Texas area who had a pretty bad to the bone '55 drag car, gasser style. It was painted metallic brown and the name was stenciled down the side in gold lettering "Brown Sugar". The car had a fiberglass flip front clip and a 454 stuffed in it, man this car was a complete racer and was always on the trailer to go to the strip. Every time he fired that thing up I was huffing the bicycle over to his place just to hear that sweet sound of open headers Just knew one day I would have one too. That was in 1982, however, I didn't pursue this until 2006 when I found my current and only one. It took me 2 solid years to get the guy to make a deal with me in 2009.
I often wonder what ever happened to "Brown Sugar"?