Wagon Train: 1973 Ford Country Squire

The Barrett Jackson themed weekly car show at the Pavillions had a larger than usual contingent of wagons -that is to say, more than the usual zero. This time:  1973 Ford Country Squire.  This is near and dear to my heart because:

  • I owned a ’71.
  • I nearly bought a ’70.
  • My good scoutmasters, Tex and papa Don, both had ones -’71 or ’72s.  For sure, I preferred sleeping on folded down seats to leaky tents on soggy ground.

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They like you very much, but they are not the hell “your” whales.

FWIW, I have no explanation why my life keeps coming back to big Lincolns and Ford wagons.  It certainly must be mere coincidence.  Yeah, that could totally be it.

1970 Ford Country Squire
“Don’t tell me…you’re from outer space.” … “No, I’m from Iowa. I only work in outer space.”
1977 Lincoln Continental Town Car
Let me tell you something. I’m here to bring two humpback whales into the twenty-third century. If I have to, I’ll go to the open sea
1977 Lincoln Continental Town Car grille
I’d much rather have yours. It’s better for me. It’s better for you. It’s better for them. Think about it.

ACID FLASHBACK THURSDAY: 1971 Ford Country Squire

1971 ford country squire
Priscilla, Queen of the Desert (Images borrowed from the internet)

The 1971 Ford Country Squire, a car near and dear to my heart. Well, not THAT dear.

Bought mine in October 1995. In December 1995, Arizona stopped selling leaded gas. D-ooh!

Cash advance on Manufacturers Hanover Trust credit card (there is a story to come on that). Took out $1,000, pocketed a cool $20 discount because the scumsucking Ahwatukee seller lied about leather seats. Leather <=> vinyl.

Mostly it sat around with a broken water pump. But, the A/C worked, and it was roomy, and cool in a grandfatherly way.

1971 ford country squire
longer than it looks

It reminds me of exactly how much I wanted to get the fuck out of Arizona in favor of Colorado or anywhere. I sold it because I didn’t have the money to tow it when I moved to Denver. Shoulda saved it for the Bear, but getting back to Colorado was worth the sacrifice.

1971 ford country squire
Happy trails, Family Truckster