Wow, this is one to buy! Hard to find soon.
It brings me back to cars, that bucked as they went along the mainstreet in downtown Framingham, which was our parade area. Ernie from Holliston, had a car that would raise up in the front, and all the girls wanted to ride in it...We wore white bucks, bobby socks, big, long skirts, of flannel, white turtle neck sweaters, high school sport jackets, and everyone when to the Wellworth ....unless you were part of the Crown, crowd...remember those days?
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Just my world of dreams, music and thoughts. Author of two books, one a novel of Love stories set in Framingham, Mass, Secrets of the Heart the 2nd book an autobiography of growing up in Framingham, Mass. Small Town America, Framingham My generation was the first teenage generation, that was when the word was coined. Ours was the generation that started cruising through town and to the drive in theater and drive in restaurant. In our area, Ernie Kampersal,from Holliston, drove his bucking car through town, picking up girls. It rose in the air, like a stallion! We went to the soda shops and played the juke boxes. It was a different town, a different time, and it belonged to us!
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