We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Some neighbors had a Model A Ford (1929?) which was a loaner from a friend, who was supposed to get the car back when his son was of an age and financial status to take care of the Model A himself. My brother had an online conversation several months ago with the "young" son to whom the car was supposed to revert- he turns 60 this year. My brother asked about the Model A. With deaths and selling homesteads, the Model A got lost in the shuffle. He didn't know what happened to the Model A he was going to inherit.
One place you can ride in a Model T car is Greenfield Village at The Henry Ford Museum of American Innovation in Dearborn, Michigan, just outside Detroit. Click here for their website. It's a wonderful place, well worth a visit if you haven't been there, once we get through this quarantine period. Click here for a blog post about our visit there in October 2018, including a ride in a Model T. Our driver was quite good at explaining how to operate the car.
The Switchel Philosopher / The Switchel Traveler
I learned to "drive" on a tractor with a Model T engine--complete with hand crank--well over 50 years ago. The tractor had a permanently attached trailer. Problem was, when I later started driving a regular car, I couldn't back up worth a darn because I'd learned to do so with a trailer. Hahaha!
My dad grew up in a farming community in early 20th century. Automobiles were a plaything that doctors and rich people used in the summer. Then in the winter, they would put them up on blocks and use horses and mules like everyone else.
My father bought a 1931 Model A in about 1960 and put it in storage. It came to me after he died. It was really easy to start and drive. But I'm really not a "car guy" so I sold it.
I worked in Minnesota State Parks for 34 yrs. At St Croix St Pk we had a 1947(?) Dodge Powerwagon. The veteran staff would assign it to new seasonal employees to drive. The newbies, even farm kids, would be completely baffled by the floor starter and double clutching. Of course, I too was one of the entertainment victims.
The truck is still there and is still regularly called into service for rugged duty. I hope they still inflict the same learning experience on the newbies.