In reading the story about Val’s Studebaker,  I was a bit
confused.  Diane and Cheryl,  was your car a four door?  My dad had a
’58 Studebaker President two door hardtop he bought in about ’62 for a
second car.  It was also royal blue and white and had fins on the rear.�
Somewhere we have a picture of the Studebaker beside our old house in
Dunseith but I would have to look for a while to find it.  If I get
time,  I’ll post the picture.  A couple years later when Dad bought a
pickup,  he sold the Studebaker and I think it went directly to Val
Moyer.  It had a hot little V8 engine and would burn rubber to no end.�
I remember that’s the car I drove it to Bottineau  to take my drivers
test.  I do remember for sure that Val had Dad’s Studebaker so I was
wondering if we might be talking about two different cars.  I remember
one time Val revved that little V8 nearly into outer space and a fan
blade came off and went straight up through the hood and left a slice in
the top of the hood.  I just had a visit with Val about a week ago in
Bottineau and he said he reads the blog every day so he might have to
clear up my question on the Studebaker saga.  I’m betting there are two
cars. The last time I saw Dad’s Studebaker it had caught fire and burned
the entire inside out of it.  All the glass had melted and she looked
pretty sick. I think it might have been at Roussin’s Junkyard on the San
Hill.  Not sure where I saw it but the car was sad to see sitting like
that after having lots of good memories with the old Stude. Once a while
ago,  I told a story about giving Terry Hiatt ride in that car up here
at the farm.  The county was about to build the road north of our farm
so they laid a culvert on the old trail and covered it with dirt.  This
was quite a bump and was rather long so it made a perfect jump with a
car.  Like the kids say today,  you could really get some ‘air’.  It
would have been the summer of ’63 because that was when the road was
built.  Anyway,  Terry was staying with me while Dad and Grandpa had
headed out to the field somewhere so I told Terry we were going for a
ride in the Studebaker.  I headed up the road north and really wound it
up to jump over the culvert.  We made a nice clean jump and I was really
thinking I was a stunt legend in the making when I looked off to the
left and there stood Grandpa and Dad by the tractor out in the field.�
The look on their faces was enough to clear any thoughts I had about the
legend deal completely out of my mind.  I was 12-13 and kids don’t
always think of the possibilities.  It was NOT a good ride back to town
that night!  Thanks Gary!

Dick

       Sybil thought my dad might be in the picture of the Vets class
but Dad was too young by a few months to be in WWII and was married and
had me by the time Korea came along.  I would have to let the Bottineau
folks name the guys in the picture as I don’t know who they are.  I
probably know several of them but that would be in later years so I
won’t even take a guess on them.  Thanks Gary!

Dick