This old Dodge, circa 1946-48, is parked at a gas station on the grounds of the Mississippi Agriculture Museum. (An authentic building moved to the museum grounds, the gas station is 1940s-era, too, complete with original gas pumps.) The car is still pretty spiffy except for the bit of rust you can see if you look closely.
Can’t you imagine flying along some hilly back road with all the windows down?
Can’t you imagine two kids parking in this car with the one bench seat on a summer night in the moonlit shadows of kudzu vines, music filtering in over the radio?
The war over, their lives just beginning.