Cars, specifically Studebakers have given me the chance to have interesting adventures and meet some fantastic people. I first joined the Studebaker Drivers Club because of the cars but I’ve stayed because of the people. Here’s a brief story of an elderly couple who drove a green 1940 Studebaker Champion.
It was a peaceful western Pennsylvania town, mid century, when life was simple and enjoyment could be found in just spending time at the local shops or movie theater. Mildred was full of life, a young lady fresh from school who was spending the day with friends at the local soda fountain. The girls laughed, joked and sipped Cherry Cokes.
That fateful afternoon four young men stopped in for a cool drink to beat the summer heat and spotted the girls in the corner booth.
All the boys were drawn to Mildred, drawn like a moth to a flame by the devilish sparkle in her eyes. You could see the adventurous spirit in her and all the boys were vying for her attention.
He choice was clear. She focused on Gene, a friendly young man with a warm smile and an easy manner that was up to the challenge that Mildred would offer. That summer attraction became a love that would span a half century till age finally won the battle and took Mildred first followed by Gene a short time later. They never lost their love for each other and til the end Mildred had that spark that told you she was full of life.
I met Gene and Mildred when they were already well up in years but I always enjoyed our visits. You could tell they had been a perfect match from the start. I once asked Mildred how she chose Gene on the fateful day… Her answer. “He was the only one with a car”.
