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I didn't have my own car until after I graduated from high school in 1953. It was either the bus or my dad's car, which was a nice new 1952 Mercury Monterey. We moved to 54th and University during my senior year, so I used the bus a lot in 1952 and 1953. Occasionally, my dad would drop me off on his way to work at Consolidated Vultee. After graduation, my need for a car became more of a...