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The 2023 Doo Dah Queen Tryouts were held at the Old Towne Pub on October 8. This was actually my first time there. But it is apparently going to be the permanent home (for now, perhaps) for both the Queen Tryouts and the party held after the parade. The parade will be held on November 19.
The pub is nestled in an alley, off Holly Street. After going in to a dark hallway, one makes a right turn (the only direction one can go) and they are in here. What you see here is looking above where patrons walk in.
It is small and cramped, but it has a lot of character to it. I love these signs and old license plates. I'm not sure who the person is in the painting.
I took the photo with my phone, as it has a faster lens than my DSLR for both stills and video. I've shot a lot of video, but it will be a while before I have a finished product to show, I'll be editing it to put up on YouTube, whenever that will be.
Inside Outlanders Southern Chicken In Nolensville, Tennessee. Number 3.
The Outlaw Garage—a very rural gas station
Taken with my trusty 1967 Kodak Instamatic 104 using 126 film.
I don't know if the police ever caught the thieves, but the morning after it was stolen while eating breakfast on our porch, I noticed a car parked strangely and crookedly in the middle of the otherwise empty Surf Club parking lot. Hopped on my bike and went out to investigate. Couldn't believe my eyes when I saw whose car it was! It was pretty beat up and the plates were missing. I quickly biked to my friend's house and told his family that I know where their new car is. Turns out, they had already called the police. Within minutes the police arrived and asked me to repeat the entire story. As I remember, the insurance company paid for all the needed repairs and they hung onto this Swinger for about 5 or 6 years. (pretty much the lifespan of an early 1970s car).
A crop from a 126 film Kodacolor image capturing a moment in time of my early teen life by the Milford Connecticut shoreline.
Driving around town, this car caught my eye. I couldn't help stopping and taking some photos of what appears to be a well preserved 51 year old GTO with some sticks protruding from underneath and just a bit of rust. I wonder what kind of engine is under that hood.
In truth, this car was the ultimate money pit. I've never experienced more failures with a single vehicle than this beauty built during Detroit's "Malaise Era". Another month or two after this photo was taken, I finally sold it to my mechanic who gave it to his daughter. She was learning how to drive and crashed it within three weeks. She was ok, but the Sunbird was toast. Somehow, a fitting end.
I'd be curious to hear about YOUR experiences with cars from back in the 1970s and 1980s.
A crop of a 110 film shot I took after my dad parked our family's 1965 Pontiac Bonneville and before we took the elevator up to the brand new main lobby. One of my most vivid memories is that the entire building had that smell of new construction.
By the way, the D'Addario automotive empire still survives to this day! Car dealerships come and go, but all these decades later, this one is actually still selling Buicks! Here's their website....
www.mariodaddario.com/
taken at Cruisin' Weekend in Ocean City, Maryland
taken at Cruisin' Weekend in Ocean City, Maryland
taken at Cruisin' Weekend in Ocean City, Maryland
Shot through the curved windshield of my parents old car driving home after visiting some of their friends, this somewhat blurry deep crop of a 126 film Kodachrome slide shows the classic pre-World Trade Center skyline. Brooklyn was a city of 19th century four story brick buildings. Of course, the cars were also wonderful and display the old blue and orange New York license plates.
My parents had some distant relatives who lived on this street. Every drive down from Milford, Connecticut offered the opportunity to shoot some film of life in Brooklyn as it existed at the time using my trusty Kodak Instamatic 104.
The film was actually free. I used to clip coupons from Photography magazine in my high school library and mail them in for sample 12 frame cartridges of 126 film. Every photo I ever took with the free "Triple-Print" brand film eventually developed those brownish spots.
Look carefully just past the 2nd light pole on the right and you can see the Empire State Building in the smoggy distance of Midtown Manhattan.
