Today's episode of #DavesCarIDService is dedicated to the men and machines of the D-Day Invasion. All gave some, some gave all.
*The fallen machine is of course an iconic WW2 Jeep, either a Willys MB or identical twin Ford GPW. Almost 650,000 of these were produced 1942-45. The earlier Ford GP model is where the "Jeep" got its affectionate nickname which later became its brand.
In addition to our regular fare, today's thread will feature some IDs relevant to the liberation of Europe. If you've got family pics of WW2 GIs & their cars, they will get prompt attention.
Quick review of the guidelines:
This beautiful and poignant photo underscores liberation's price tag. Grandpa and Grandma are cooing on the bumper of a 1936 Ford 5 window coupe.
Operation Varsity, 3/24/45, was one of last major US pushes in the ETO, only 6 weeks before German surrender.
Another poignant photo from then-occupied Netherlands underscoring the value of the liberation - these two Dutch kids are on a circa 1930 Ariel LB31 250cc inclined side valve.
No sir, the 1941 Indiana plates indicated this was a few years before he became a tank driver for Patton. The tank he's sitting on here (in a pith helmet drinking a can of beer no less) is a 1941 Oldsmobile. Cheers, Grandpa.
*a brief diversion into beer cans: before the days of poptops, beer sometimes came in screwtop metal cans like those in the hands of Grandpa and Grandma. Canned beer was banned during WW2 due to war effort.
A while back Mr Milam passed along some dandy photos of liberation parades in Europe, which I've been holding in reserve. I apologize in advance for not being as adept at military vehicles as civilian, but I will give my best shot: here we have a GMC CCKW.
like the Jeep, the GMC 2.5 ton CCKW had an affectionate GI nickname, the "Deuce and a Half." As this White M16 half track, known as the "Meat Chopper."
quick PSA - like I said I am not as adept at these vehicles as I am at passenger cars, and invite military machinery buffs to provide corrections and assists on any that might stump me.
Let's not forget our brave British cousins who also stormed Normandy with American GIs, and brought along their own vehicles. I'll need an assist on this one which I think is based on Daimler Dingo or Humber; the onboard bike is a BSA M20.
This jaunty little jalopy is a Studebaker M29, affectionately known as the "Weasel." Designed for operating in snow, and used by US, British, and Canadian troops.
Last in the liberation parade is this bad boy, which I reluctantly must admit has me stumped. WW2 military hardware buffs are encouraged to help out with an ID here.
Let's not forget the airborne hardware of D-Day, and this was the tip of the spear - the first plane that dropped paratroopers into France in advance of the landing. Nose art lovingly restored by my Chicago hot rod pal Chad Hill.
Instead of continuing with regular car IDs, I feel this thread should be a stand-alone, so I will wrap up with a few thoughts.
77 years after D-Day there are few left who were there. I've had the privilege of knowing a few, including Vencil Mares, a D-Day medic who returned to Texas to become a BBQ legend. He passed away in 2019 at age 96.
Some day in the not-distant future, none will remain who have first-person memories of the sacrifices made at Normandy, or the Bulge, or the bloody islands of the Pacific. It's the duty of the rest of us to not forget, and to pass that memory on.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be rememberèd"
Addendum: a few more D-Day relevant ID request that came in late yesterday. The truck behind these 2 combat engineers is a stumper; cab & wheels look like Brockway, but seems they only made 6x6s in WW2. Will need another assist on this one.
Brought to mind this D-Day vet Diamond T tow truck I saw a couple of years ago at the International Towing and Recovery Museum. Well worth a visit when you're in Chattanooga.
Although the vehicle comes pre-ID'd, it's worth sharing to salute Dad, RIP.
Let's not forget that June 4 to 7 is also the anniversary of the Battle of Midway, and we also are indebted to the courageous sailors and Marines of the Pacific.
Just one more #DavesCarIDService question sir. You see I got a captain who's a stickler for details, and there's one thing that's bothering me. Does the lighter work?
*Unlike his sports car and muscle car driving 1970s TV detective colleagues, the endearingly frumpy and quirky Lt Columbo drove an equally endearingly frumpy and quirky 1959 Peugeot 403 cabriolet.
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Vintage family hot rod photos like this always catch my eye, and this is a fun twofer. Inside the garage is a 1930-31 Ford A coupe with bobbed fenders & 46-48 Chevy taillights; the fiberglass kit body shell is a Kellison J5R.
My new favorite movie of all time: High School Confidential (1958). It has EVERYTHING: switchblade fights! Mamie Van Doren! Reefer addicts! Jerry Lee Lewis! Midnight hot rod races! Vampira beatnik poetry! And non-stop hep cat lingo galore, daddy-o!
I literally can't believe I never saw this movie before last night on TCM. Should be available on TCM on demand soon
Plus it has my late great pal Norm Grabowski (uncredited) as one of the Wheeler Dealers, the hoodlum gang that runs the reefer biz at 35-Year Old Student High School
Science is the process of continual testing hypotheses with experiments that carefully control for alternative causal effects, or if that's too hard just shoot the motherfucker who proposed it
BTW, I found a very easy way to remove Twitter's "What's Happening" sidebar on my browser via AdBlock. Just install AdBlock, click the AdBlock icon while on Twitter and select "block more items on this page" & follow instructions.
Expensive perhaps, but does your city have parks and interesting restaurants? Just try to get that in Des Moines
It's like a bizarro world version of Green Acres, people moving from luxury homes in Hooterville to pursue their comical dream of living in a decrepit shack in New York