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Thanks Alex this is a really interesting page.

My name is Erica,I am from Oregon. My son is really into cars and trucks. One of his teachers is starting the school year by having the students do a fun project to get them back in the school mindset. I thought this was such a cool  idea, and I am helping Alex put together a project on automobile history. Ive been helping him out with his research online, and we really enjoyed your page, . It had a lot of great information, and I know Alex also really enjoyed checking out your pictures of all the different cars you have on the page. We are going to the World of Speed USA this weekend, which is just south of Portland! 

Alex is always looking on-line and learning more about different cars, and he showed me this article he found on the early history of the automobile, . I thought it was a great article, and I think it is great that he is taking something that he loves learning about and translating that into an educational pursuit. I was hoping you could add it to your page, I would love to show Alex. I think he'd be really excited to have been able to contribute a fun and helpful article to your page.

Thanks again for the awesome page and help encouraging Alex interest in automobiles! If you're able to add the auto history article to your page, please let me know, I'd love to show him! Have a great day and hope to speak to you soon.

Best Wishes,


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The Amazing Story of the Tonelli Family in America: Twelve Thousand Miles in a Buick in Search of Identity, Ethnicity, Geography, Kinship and Home Hardcover – May, 1994
by Bill Tonelli (Author)


Buick Royal Appointment

BUICK by Royal Appointment
A couple of years ago an article was run in Buick News about the Prince of
Wales (the one that scarpered, not the current one) and Mrs Simpson’s Buick
and its luxurious silver fixtures.
However having come across a 1986 copy of the UK Buick Club’s magazine
(supplied by WA member Alan Chapman who migrated to WA with his family
and his Buick ‘37 8/80 Roadmaster), it seems that there were six royal
The firm of Lendrum and Hartman in London’s west end was the franchise in
1936 for sales and service of Cadillac, Buick, La Salle and Marquette motor



I was reading a travel magazine the other day and the author mentioned that
you could fly between destinations in China quite easily. This brought to mind
the following excerpt from Paul Theroux’s book, “Riding the Iron Rooster.”
“Whatever objections I could devise against the trains, they were nothing
compared to the horrors of air travel in China. I had a small dose of it when I
left Urumchi for Lanzhou – there was no point in retracing my steps on the Iron
Rooster, I was told to be at the airport three hours early – i.e. 7.00 a.m. The
plane left five hours late, at 3.00 p.m. in the afternoon.
It was an old Russian jet, and its metal covering was wrinkled and cracked like
the tinfoil in a used cigarette pack. The seats were jammed so closely together
that my knees hurt and the circulation to my feet was cut off. Every seat was
taken, and every person was heavily laden with carry-on baggage – big skull
cracking bundles that fell out of the overhead rack. Even before the plane took
off, people were softly and soupily vomiting, with their heads down and their
hands folded, in the solemn and prayerful way that the Chinese habitually puke.
After two hours we were each given an envelope that contained three caramel
candies, some gum and three sticky boiled sweets; a piece of cellophane
almost concealed a black strand of dried beef that looked like oakum and tasted
like decayed rope; and (because Chinese can be optimistic) a toothpick.
Two hours later a girl wearing an old postman’s uniform went around with a
tray. Thinking it might be better food, I snatched one of the little parcels – it
was a key ring.
The plane was very hot, and then so cold I could see my breath. It creaked like
a schooner under sail.
Another two hours passed. I said: “I am out of my mind”. An announcement
was made, saying in a gargling way that we would shortly be landing. At this
point everyone except the pukers stood up and began yanking their bundles out
of the racks; and they remained standing, pushing, tottering and vaguely
complaining – deaf to the demands that they sit down and strap themselves in
– as the plane bounced, did wheelies on the runway and limped to Lanzhou
terminal. Never again!
My guide Mr Fang asked in a rare burst of English: “What you think of Chinese
“Lamentable” I replied.
“Thank you very much!” replied a beaming Mr Fang.
I’m sure with the olympic games approaching, all aircraft will be updated for
those planning on flying internally in China (hopefully).
L. Haime (WA Buicks)