Up the Drag, Around the Lot, and Back Again |
Friday night was four miles of the same street, driven a hundred times, with the windows down and a dollar of gas in the tank. |
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The loop was about four miles. Up the main drag from the Dairy Queen to the light at the north end, swing around through the A&P lot, back down, cut through the drive-in bank, and do it again. That was Friday night. That was the entire program. And I would not trade a hundred of anything for one more run of it. |
You have to start with the fact that gas was cheap enough that it was not a factor. A dollar was several gallons. Three of us would put in a quarter each and that bought the whole night. We went out at seven. Windows down, because there was no air conditioning in anything we drove, and by seven the day's heat was coming off the asphalt in a way that felt good instead of oppressive. AM radio, and then later FM, and if you had a car with a decent speaker in the back deck you were somebody. |
And you drove up and down the same road. People who did not live it cannot get past that part. You drove slow, six or eight cars deep, past the same storefronts, and then you turned around, and then you did it again, for four hours. Because it was not driving. It was the only public square anybody our age had. Everything happened in that loop. You found out who was fighting with who. You found out somebody's brother got his draft notice. You pulled up alongside a car at a light and had an entire conversation in the twenty seconds before it turned green. |
The cars mattered enormously and cost almost nothing. Somebody's Nova. A Fairlane with primer on one fender. My friend Denny had a Galaxie the size of a lifeboat that got about nine miles to the gallon and could hold seven people. The police knew all of us. There was a patrolman named Rusk who would follow the loop for a while and then just park and watch. Some nights the loop ended at the drive-in theater. Three dollars a carload, and the kids in the trunk was not a joke. You backed into a spot, unhooked the speaker and hung it on the glass, and it sounded like a telephone with a blanket over it. Nobody watched the whole picture. Warm night, clear sky, and then |
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