Let’s get back to the subject at hand… the 1953 PlymouthCranbrook… (one like your father or grandfather might have owned)just as it rolled off the assembly line at one of four plantsincluding Detroit, Michigan; Los Angeles, California; San Leandro,California and Evansville, Indiana. (What a blow the loss ofPlymouth must have been to the little town of Evansville.)
Eagle-eyed residents of the hometown might have glimpsed, as we did, a postwar American sedan in the parking lot between the auto parts store and the pawn shop. Striking paint job of rusty black with a white roof, charming little chrome bits on the crests of the rear fenders, and the distinctive high, narrow, rounded shape of the early 1950s– I couldn’t get any closer to an identification as we drove by. Luckily I was with a patient driver and we weren’t in a particular hurry. So here are some “trusty iPod” pictures of a 1953 Plymouth Cranbrook in a slightly rat-rod style, complete with rough paint job, fuzzy dice, Mexican blanket seat covers and car club badges. A rainy morning in December is great background for this great car.