Great cars, church, a friday evening with new friends in Clovis
I am fortunate that I live in a part of the country that has a rich automotive legacy. This was something that I took for granted until I decided to jump headfirst into my passion, automobiles.
Hot rodding and drag racing have a big history where I live. It came across tonight in a big way when I stepped out from behind the comfort of my computer screen and went to a car show that a friend of mine had told me about.
Every Friday night at Clovis Baptist Church, old friends get together with their cars and just hang out. Husbands stand around with other husbands talking cars, jobs, and life while the wives sit back and visit. It reminds me of the United States that my father talked about when I was a kid.
The cars on display were nothing short of amazing. These cars were family and every single one of them had a story. Each car present was driven to the event and it showed, which is exactly how a car should look, driven. As I was milling about and admiring each car, more than a few times, I could hear the roar of the engines coming down the street to join us.
While every single car was impressive, there were a few that stood out. One in particular was a car that I had never heard of, a 1951 Kaiser Traveler. The placard on display said that of the 281 cars built, only 7 remain. One of these survivors was right before me. The car looked like it had been repainted at some point in its life, but the interior and engine looked like a time capsule. I had never seen such a car and it was beautiful.
The other cars that really stood out was a pro street Ford Mustang. It looked intimidating just sitting there. There was also the ’55 Chevy that was oozing patina. I looked original as several other cars looked as well.
Everybody standing about was very friendly. I met Steve who brought a beautiful 1955 Chevy pick up truck with a Nova front end and back end. Steve talked about the rich automotive history in the area including the drag races Raisin City, growing up as a boy. I hope to write about this as well at some point in the future.
The best part about the Hot Rod show in my neighborhood is that it happens every Friday night. Families get together at church to hang out, listen to music and just enjoy each other’s company every week. How great is that?
In the meantime, enjoy the pictures and I really hope to be able to write about some of the cars that were at the show.
I thoroughly enjoyed my Friday evening with new friends in Clovis.
