Reflections

Damn. I did not get the identification for this car.

It was just one of the many beautiful displays brought 

to the Indianapolis Motor Speedway 

by their proud owners for the 4th Annual

Celebration of the Automobile. 

Spectators were drawn to the exhibits like bees 

to flowers; they were seriously appreciative 

of the beauty and craftsmanship

that went into the production of these cars.

I believe the owners were from the Indianapolis area. 

The car was kitted out with folding chairs, picnic supplies 

and a portable phonograph player, everything

needed for a polite alfresco occasion 

some eighty years ago. Party down, peeps!

The kind lady in the period outfit told me

she haunts thrift shops and found everything 

she is wearing at various stores.

It seemed a tad ironic that, for a comparative

few dollars, she found a period appropriate

ensemble to wear with a car the restoration of which

could easily have cost well into six figures.