The Search


     I have a good friend who lives in rural New York and he had told me for years of seeing a Studebaker just sitting along a road near his house. He had stumbled across it one day but couldn’t recall it’s exact location.
     We had tried in vain to find the lost Studebaker several times during visits to his house. In 2005 I was visiting and we decided to try again. We were on some of the same roads we had tried before but this time for some reason when we came to an intersection we turned left instead of right and something caught my eye.
     Off to the left the sun was reflecting off a piece of glass or chrome and shining through the heavily wooded section. We went that way and in about 100 yards came to a house sitting down over a bank. There beside a rusty old school bus sat a Lark. At first that’s all I could make out but when we got closer and went down the driveway could see the car better it got a lot more interesting. It turned out to be a 1962 Lark 2 door.. It was an odd mix, it was a Daytona, a hardtop with the rare Skytop option, bucket seats and an automatic tranny but with a six cylinder engine.
     After a bit of haggling with the owner we settled on a price and I made plans to come back with a trailer. The car had been sitting for a long time and I doubted it would run but the day we went to pick it up it was sitting up by the road. It had indeed started and was driven up to the road so it could be loaded easier.
     The car didn’t look too bad from the outside but when I looked the car over better I found it had not faired very well in the western New York winters. The body needed a lot of structural repair. Even though it did run the engine knocked like an angry landlord looking for rent. I decided if I was going to resurrect this Skytop the best plan would be to find another ‘62 hardtop and change the roofs. It sounded like a lot of work but less than repairing the existing car would require.
     I never did end up fixing the car. I found it a new home during an annual Studebaker swap meet later that year. I saw the car again, for sale in 2006 in South Bend during a swap meet there. I guess the new owner decided that he didn’t want to get that involved either. It turned up again in 2007 at the International Meet in South Bend and I understand it had a couple more owners since then. Hopefully it has finally found a place to rest and get restored.
     Those forgotten old car are still out there to be found if you just look carefully and explore some back roads.

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By Tom Provost

Ever since I can remember I have loved cars. My first memories were of   rolling around toy cars. My dad was my first hero. He was a railroad engineer.   A very kind and loving man, who was fiercely protective of his family.   We weren’t real poor, we had what we needed, but not a lot left over.   My dad worked with a man that had a car lot on the side. Johnny Moon was   his name. Dad would drive home maybe 5 different cars a week. He never   bought these cars, just playing, I suppose. He kept mom a good car, a   55 chevy wagon. He drove what he called $50 drive to work cars, if it   cost more than $50 to fix it, he got another one. I thought the sun rose   and set on my dad. I worshipped him.

Somebody owed dad some money, for a car deal I guess. So they gave him   a car for payment. A grey 1940 Studebaker Commander. Dad knew I was crazy   for cars so he gave it to me. The car ran and drove and other than the   paint being faded there was nothing wrong with it. The car was a four   door and playing inside, it seemed the back seat was as big as a couch. I   was 7 years old. The year was 1961.

Dad worked a lot, at night, on holidays, because the wages were above   average for the day, and holidays paid time and a half or double time.   My absolute favorite memories were of hanging out with dad on saturdays.   We lived in the small town of Hamlet N.C. And back then people drove around   town to pay bills, run errands, etc. I always sat close up against dad   and he let me work the gas pedal or the gearshift, (three on the tree)   Dad brought home an odd looking critter one day. He said it was a 1950   Studebaker Champion. He always told me to park on a hill, and carry a   brick. The hill for starting and the brick for parking. I was 8 years   old then and I thought that was the most beautiful car I had ever seen.   I would sit on the ground in front of the car and look at it’s beautiful   styling for hours. When I ran errands with dad on saturdays I would work   the gearshift, I couldn’t see over the dash, but I remember it. I was   so impressed with the car’s looks that I would declare, (someday I’ll   own one.) Dad had three different 1950 Studes. A two door the first, a   four door, And a four door someone took a torch to and made a pickup out   of. My older sister learned to drive in those Studes.

Life progressed, we grew up, Dad and Mom got old, I got married and had   a child. Dad died in 1987, Mom greived herself to death in 1990. Single   and working a lot, in 1995 I found and bought a 1950 Champion two door   from the original owner. It needed a lot of work, and in a few years,   even if I didn’t do all the work, I did sign all the checks. I got it   in good shape. I have been showing the car at local car shows since 1996   and even though she ain’t perfect, she ain’t bad for her age. I call her   a goodwill ambassador, almost everyone that sees her, has a Studebaker   story. The old folks are the best, their eyes light up and they smile   as they tell their memory.

I think that I am more proud for doing something that I said I would do   so long ago. I hope that my dad would be proud of me now. I named the   car Adeline, my mom’s middle name. And every time I drive my car, I am   7 years old and snuggled up close to my dad, safe and not a care in the   world.

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2014 Studebaker Calendar!

Here’s the new Studebaker calendar for 2014
Don’t be the last kid on your block to get one!

Do you know what day the first Lark rolled off the assembly line?
Whe was John M Studebaker born?
What happened on September 1st 1736 in Studebaker history?
You’ll know all this and more once you have this calendar.

In this year’s calendar:

Cover: 1954 Commander Starlight Coupe
January: 1947 Champion Convertible
February: 1962 Champ pick up
March: 1940 Champion
April: 1957 Silver Hawk
May: 1950 customized 2R5 pick up
June: 1964 Daytona that was used in a TV show
July: 1963 Avanti
August: 57 Packard Clipper Country Sedan
September: 1950 Champion
October: 1962 GT Hawk
November: 1959 Lark 2 door wagon
December: 1937 Coupe Express

The calendar measures 8 1/2″ x 11″ and opens to measures 11″ x 17″. Printed in four color process on glossy paper and drilled so you can hang it up and enjoy it all year.

Still only $10 dollars each plus postage.

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