The Boneyard Part 4 and a Personal Connection

When I came across this 1958 Pontiac, I had to take a picture. It is not that it was the most outstanding vehicle in the boneyard, but it is one with which I had some connection. I wouldn't go as far as saying that I was nostalgic, but there was a connection, for it was the car in which I learned to drive and also in which I obtained my first and ongoing licence. 

This one in The Boneyard appears to be close the same colour as our car back then, but with the cream and tan reversed. This was taken in front of our residence. I sure look young, either 15 or 16.

Another view with my mother by the car. I believe that we had been on a jaunt to a conservation area, perhaps with my uncle or a friend of mine. In either case it would have been a summer visitor from Montreal where we have lived not long before moving to the Toronto area.

Our next vehicle was a Valiant, I think a '62.

It must have been a Sunday, for I was dressed up, and, judging from my posture, I may have been feeling pretty good about myself. I don't know where we were though; it wasn't at home or at church. I wonder if we went out for lunch after church. If so, it was a pretty unique Sunday.