Cars often seemed part of the family when I was growing up. Makes sense since my dad, his granddad, my brother, my nephew, etc. are/were all mechanics and/or have/had auto repair shops.
Not sure the exact year/model of this Ford Ranch Wagon. Pretty sure we had it as early as about 1956 or 1957. Don’t think we had this car after 1962.
That’s me seated precariously on the hood on a sunny day in early 1961. I was just over a year old. Los Angeles, California. I bet a lot of kids had their photo taken on the hood of the family car.
I still make that face sometimes.
Jackie's Bower 
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