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"More than a place, the Shady Dell was and will forever remain a state of mind." - Shady Del Knight

"More than a place, the Shady Dell was and will forever remain a state of mind." - Shady Del Knight

Friday, August 12, 2016

Flashback Friday: 50 Years Ago Today... Shady Del Flipped Over the Shady Dell!

What can I tell you that you

don't already know about

AUGUST 12, 1966?

Here are a few things

I know for sure

about that date:

* Englishman Peter Noone and his band
Herman's Hermits broke into the
Cash Box top 10 with
their latest single.

 "This Door Swings Both Ways" 
 Herman's Hermits (August 1966,  
 highest chart pos. #12 Hot 100 
 #10 Cash Box

* I also know for a fact that

Shady Del Knight was

not at the Shady Dell

that Shady Dell night.

* Napoleon XIV was still driving millions
of people batty with his mind numbing
novelty number - #1 on Cash Box!

 "They're Coming To Take Me Away, Ha-Haaa!" 
 Napoleon XIV (Aug. 1966, highest chart pos. 
 #3 Hot 100/#1 Cash Box

* I also remember that it

rained that day in York, PA.

(No, I am not Rain Man!)

* The latest single by the Yardbirds was
nearing its peak on the chart as the
band's 5th hit in the U.S.

 "Over Under Sideways Down" - The Yardbirds 
 (August 1966, highest chart pos. 
 #13 Hot 100, #12 Cash Box

Whilst the Yardbirds were singing
"Over Under Sideways Down"...

* Shady Del Knight was

going shady side up

in his dad's VW Beetle!

 Figure 1 (above): Dad's "bug" in happier times. 

Here's how it happened. August 12, 1966, was
also a Friday. I ate dinner, left the house, drove to
Dallastown and picked up my best friend Dale Gill.
"Gilly" and I were headed through Leader Heights,
a suburban area south of York. We were talking
and I didn't notice that the road was glistening
from late afternoon showers. As usual my
mind was elsewhere. I was in a hurry to
get where we were going and begin
another fun filled evening.

Our destination?

Choose from the answers below.
You get three guesses and
the first two don't count.

 A. choir practice 

 B. bible school 

 C. the Shady Dell!!! 

I proceeded along Leader Heights Road until
I reached Joppa Road. I turned right on Joppa
because I knew from experience that it was a
nifty shortcut to South George Street and the
Old Baltimore Pike which led across the hill
to the Shady Dell. Yessir, I could shave 4.3
seconds off my elapsed travel time if I used
Joppa Road to get to the Magic Kingdom.

As I approached the final dogleg curve on Joppa, I got a brilliant idea. I decided that it would be jolly good
fun to demonstrate my driving skill for Gilly by executing a four wheel drift, a technique used by race car drivers to negotiate curves.

I wasn’t sure exactly how it worked but,
as far as I knew, you were supposed to
downshift and floor it at the same time.
In theory that causes the vehicle to "drift"
into and through the curve and you wind up
with the nose of your car pointing down the
straightaway. What could be simpler than that?

* So what if I was driving too fast
   for conditions on a rain slick road?

* So what if I was an inexperienced
   driver who had not yet mastered
   the art of waving "bye bye"?

* Obviously this was the perfect time to
   attempt an advanced racing maneuver!

A guy’s gotta know how to do these things, right? Skills like this one will come in handy if I ever need to elude a car filled with enemy spies.

I went for it. I downshifted, popped the clutch,
steered into the turn, pedal to the metal,
everything's going great and.....  


I skidded off the road, ran up an
embankment and flipped my dad's V-Dub.
(I think I forgot to factor in wind shear.)

 Figure 2: Shady and the bug got the black flag! 

Fortunately, my buddy Dale's
injuries were only minor.

 50 years ago today! 

As it happened, Dale had his arm hanging out
the window when the car overturned, but we
rolled up a rain soaked, earthen embankment.
As a result, he sustained only a few bruises.
On a more somber note, battery acid leaked
all over my brand new safari jacket that I
had planned to show off at the Dell that
night, and burned a dozen holes it in.

So Gilly and I never made it

to the Dell that evening.

Did we miss anything?

Jerre?..... Ron?

And if you’re
wondering what
condition my
condition was in
after the crash...

I was shaken...
not stirred.

Have a Shady day!


  1. What a great flashback! I can picture you rushing to get to the Dell that night and playing Mario Andretti and James Bond at the wheel of your dad’s VW to impress your friend. You are lucky the car rolled up a soft bank— otherwise you and Dale might have been seriously injured. I didn’t see any date on that newspaper clipping— you must have a very good memory if you can remember the exact date of your accident.

    I remember that song by Herman’s Hermits and the one by Napoleon— very aggravating— but I never heard the one by the Yardbirds.

    This was a clever post— combining music that was playing on the radio in August 1966 with one very vivid memory drawn from the 12th of that month. Lots of fun— Shady!

    1. Hi, Kathryn!

      Thanks for joining me as I mark the 50th anniversary of "The Crash of '66" - the day I rolled my dad's V-Dub.

      Yessum, the date Ausust 12, 1966, was burned into my brain as a result of that scary accident.

      You're right, Kathryn. This story goes to show what can happen when an inexperienced teenage driver gets distracted or has the bright idea to attempt tricks and stunts behind the wheel. I am thankful (and lucky) that my best friend Dale was not seriously hurt in the mishap. As it turned out, Dale was involved in a much more serious accident a little over three months later, a head-on crash that nearly cost him his life. Then, incredibly, Dale drowned while kayaking circa 2004.

      I don't remember hearing the Yardbirds' single "Over Under Sideways Down" on the radio. My first exposure to it was finding the 45 in the collection of my girlfriend (the future Mrs. Shady #1).

      Thank you again for coming by, dear Kathryn. I wish us both a peaceful and restful weekend!

  2. Wow! That's a scary ( with a little Shady humor & great music to boot) story! I can’t believe you saved that old news clipping all this time!

    With that 50 year memory, we are all fortunate to have Shady here and enjoying SDM&M!!! Keep on truckin, Shady, and be careful on the road !

    Toni Deroche

    1. Hi, Toni!

      Thank you very much for coming, dear friend! Yessum, I still have that old newspaper clipping describing my accident and Dale's minor injury. (It must have been a slow news day.) For some reason my mother cut the article out of the paper, saved it and surprised me with it years later.

      I do feel fortunate to have survived my wild teenage years (followed by my wild 20s and 30s).

      Thank you again for joining the fun today, dear friend Toni, and have a safe and happy weekend!

  3. That's some story! So glad nobody was seriously hurt. It could have been much worse. I bet your Dad was none too happy about his VW, either. Live and learn, yes?

    I don't remember that Herman's Hermits song. Peter Noone sure had a girly voice, didn't he? ☺ The other two I remember well.

    Glad you survived those youthful shenanigans to share the memory 50 years later. Safe travels, Shady!

    1. Hi, Debbie the Doglady!

      Thank you very much for coming down, dear friend, as I relive one of the lowlights of my Dell years - my August 1966 auto accident.

      Following the rollover my friend Dale was transported to the ER and received treatment for the bruises on his arm. Meanwhile a cop gave me a ride home in his patrol car. I asked him to let me out about a block away from my house because it would have been embarrassing to have him pull into our driveway. The neighbors would have gossiped. When I showed up at home w/o dad's car, my parents knew something was wrong and I knew I had some 'splainin' to do. (I mentioned the rain slick road but left out the part about the racing stunts. :)

      Yessum, I can smile about that incident now, but the outcome could have been a lot worse. Distracted driving is no joking matter and neither is an inexperienced teen attempting maneuvers intended for professional race car drivers. As I told Mrs. Shady, my best friend Dale was in another crash just three months later. The sports car he was driving collided head-on with a full size sedan operated by a champion stock car racer - a driver that my family and I had watched for years at the local dirt track. It was quite an awful coincidence!

      Yessum, the moment I posted a Peter Noone song I knew I was committing another "girly voice" infraction. :) I hope I redeemed myself with the Yardbirds.

      Thanks again, dear friend Debbie, and have a great weekend!

    2. Your friend had a second accident? That's an awful coincidence and I hope he wasn't badly hurt. :(

      Don't get me wrong, there were a couple of Herman's Hermits tunes I liked ("No Milk Today" is my favourite), but this one sounded especially 'girly'. :) I'll take The Yardbirds, anytime!

    3. I forgot to mention, the first video wouldn't work. Alternate HERE

    4. Hi, Debbie!

      I need to remember to use that tool, but I figure that most people (like you) are resourceful enough to find the song on their own if they are that interested in hearing it. I'm glad to have given you your daily dose of girly. :)

      My friend Dale was critically injured in that second accident in November of 1966. Many bizarre coincidences surround that story. Three of us - Dale, a mutual Dell friend and I - were hanging out together that night, standing on a cold, windswept hillside near the Dell, talking trash and consuming firewater. When the booze was gone we split up and went our separate ways, in separate vehicles, each of us heading home. On his way back to D-town, Dale's Austin-Healey Sprite was hit head-on by a large sedan driven by a local stock car racing champ, a guy that I had watched on the local dirt tracks throughout my youth. Dale was nearly killed in that crash. Years later he drowned in a kayaking mishap. To add to the tragic tale, the other guy who had been drinking with us on the hillside that night was killed in a head-on collision three years later not far from where Dale's crash took place.

      I feel very lucky to have survived my youth, Debbie!

    5. Yikes! Most of us certainly were foolhardy in our younger days and are fortunate to survive. So sorry you lost two of your friends so tragically!

    6. Thanks, Debbie!

      Yessum, I keep thinking it could have been me, on that fateful November night or on hundreds of other occasions when I cast my fate to the wind.

      I appreciate your visits, my wonderful friend. Have a great weekend!

  4. Crap! Yeah, probably not the best time to attempt a difficult maneuver. Glad you guys weren't hurt.
    Your dad' bug wasn't named Herbie, was it?

    1. Hi, Alex!

      Thanks for checking in, good buddy, and checking out my 50th anniversary post - the day I went shady side up in my dad's Beetle.

      No, my dad's VW wasn't named Herbie, but my name was mud after I wrecked it. I actually saw the Disney movie The Love Bug two years later at a drive-in theater. That night I was behind the wheel of another car owned by my parents. Fortunately I returned that vehicle to them w/o any damage.

      Thanks again for your visit and comment, good buddy Alex!

  5. first...i couldn't listen to the first song but I do know it and love it. Never heard the 2nd song but talk about crazy!!Love that 3rd song and danced many a night. You bad boy you! I'm glad neither of you were seriously injured...until you saw your dad:) I'm just kidding but I am certain, once he knew you were both ok, that he was none too pleased about his car. You must have seen this move on TV and the movies and thought it was easy because you were 16 and your brain was still growing:)

    1. Hi, dear Birgit!

      Thank you very much for dropping in to see what condition my condition is in 50 years after rolling by dad's bug.

      I'm glad you remember "This Door Swings" even tho you couldn't play that vid clip in Canada. I'm surprised you never heard that mind numbing ditty by Napoleon XIV. His novelty record was a tremendous hit stateside and kept us company on the radio throughout the summer of '66.

      To my surprise, when the cop drove me home and I walked into the house with head hung low and broke the news of the accident to my parents, they were more relieved than angry. They were thankful that Dale and I were okay.

      You're right. The brain is still growing at age 16 and poor decisions are often the result. This story stems from one such decision that could have had much greater consequences.

      Thank you again for your kind visit and comment, dear friend BB, and have a fine weekend!

    2. Alternate link for Herman's Hermits video HERE

    3. Thanks for helping BB, dearie!

      Remember - "A girly voice is a terrible thing to waste." :)

  6. Whoa, that's quite a story there Shady! Scary to turn upside down. So lucky that neither of you were really hurt. Was your Dad mad??
    At least you got your name in the paper! :)

    I love that song "There Coming to Take Me Away - Ha Haa!" -- I remember it well. It's very eerie, but oh so classic!

    Bummer about your jacket too. Battery acid does not make one more sporty!

    Great flashback post. Thanks for sharing your story...

    Michele at Angels Bark

    1. Hi, Michele!

      Thanks for popping in as I observe the 50 year anniversary of a close call that could have been much worse.

      You might be wondering why I thought I needed my safari jacket on an August evening. For one thing it begins to turn chilly in the evening in mid August in Central PA. However the main reason why I took my jacket out that evening was to show it off at the Dell. Safari jackets were "in" that year and I was more interested in looking cool than keeping warm. :)

      My parents didn't fly into a rage about the accident. Instead they were relieved that my buddy and I were not seriously injured. However, my dad did get a little angry when he drove me to the garage where they had towed his VW and he saw how much damage it had sustained. He was probably thinking "fender bender" and was not prepared to see the whole passenger side and roof crumpled. Three months later my dad and I went on a much more grim mission - to inspect the damage of my friend Dale's Austin-Healey Sprite. Dale had been in a head-on collision with a larger, heavier American made car. Traveling at a high rate of speed, the oncoming vehicle had climbed up the hood of Dale's tiny compact. There were tire tracks across the mangled driver's seat backrest - a sight that made me sick to my stomach. Dale was nearly killed that night, lost his spleen, and spent weeks in the hospital recovering only to drown in a lake years later. Tragedy seemed to stalk my best friend and that will always haunt me.

      Thank you again for your visit and comment, dear friend Michele!

    2. That's so very sad about your friend Dale! A life taken way too young. It seems that clouds do follow some people throughout life. Sometimes I think I'm one of those people!

      Sorry about your friend...

    3. Thank you, Michele!

      It seems fate played a cruel joke on my friend Dale, allowing him to survive his near fatal auto crash only to have him drown on a lake. I had many close calls during my teens, 20s and 30s, and consider myself lucky to have survived those crazy times.

      Thank you again for stopping in, dear friend. I wish you, your folks and your dogs a safe and happy weekend!

  7. This was wildly entertaining, my friend! I'm surprised I wasn't familiar with the Herman's Hermits tune, but the Napoleon tune was so annoying to elders that I couldn't help but love it ;-) Seems like I heard the Yardbirds everywhere for awhile, always thought the name was pretty cool. That Goldfinger theme conjures images of me at the top of the stairs in jammies, doing some wide-eyed eavesdropping ;-)
    Leapin lizards! You rolled the bug? Gads, glad you guys were okay. Was your dad very angry? You know, my grandma never, ever lent her car to anyone. We rode bikes or buses until we could afford our own.
    I don't need to ask if you 'got back on the horse' (or bug, as it were), but I sure do enjoy reading your Shady Dell chronicles!
    Have a fabulous Friday, dear Shady!

    1. Oh my dawgs! I just read your comment about your treasured friend, Dale. Jeez, I'm so sorry.

    2. Hi, dear Diedre!

      Thank you for coming by as I take you down Memory Lane... which leads to a crash on Joppa Road 50 years ago today!

      I'm glad you remember that nifty novelty number by Napoleon XIV - a dippy ditty that seemed to play every ten minutes all that summer.

      I was so inspired by the James Bond book and movie series, especially Goldfinger, that I came to believe that I could develop myself into a secret agent man like 007, live a life of danger, action, excitement and adventure, and get gobs of girls. Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending how you look at it), my rollover accident that evening was a wake up call.

      My dad did not blow his top but he was shocked and miffed to see how much damage had been done to his VW. Even though Gilly and I rolled up a soft earthen embankment, the whole passenger side was scraped and dented, the door pushed in, and the roof on that side had partially collapsed. Extensive repairs were needed.

      Yessum, if you browse around and read the shocking details in some of my other replies, you will learn how disaster seemed to stalk my best friend Dale, ending with his drowning in a lake while kayaking. I lost several other Dell rat and high school friends and, as a result, often experience survivor's remorse. I engaged in plenty of high risk behavior in my teens, 20s and 30s and consider myself lucky to be here.

      Thank you again for your kind visit and comments, dear friend Diedre. Have a safe and happy weekend!

  8. The only thing that I can think to say, which fits a lot of the stupid stunts we did back in the day as well, is, "Youth is wasted on the young."

    Best correlary: Nephew's girlfriend just was given a new (used) car from her stepdad. First night, picks me up, the three of us head to the test track, er, Paulding road, to see if it would turn 'em over. Snapped the u-joint clear in two, begged a ride from my uncle at 10 at night, and as soon as I was close to home I got the hell away from the shitstorm about to break on my nephew.

    1. Hi, Chris!

      Thanks for coming by, good buddy!

      Your scenario sounds familiar. I shudder to think back to some of the stuff I pulled as a teenager and as a young adult. Sometimes when you live like there is no tomorrow... there isn't.

      All three of the auto accidents I have been writing about in this post and in the replies - this first one, the VW rollover, the second one, Dale's near fatal crash and the third, the accident that claimed the life of our drinking buddy - all happened within a mile or two of each other on Leader Heights Road or, in my case, just off of it on Joppa. In another incident I was with my same friend, Dale, again headed to the Dell, when we saw a car following closely behind us. Dale insisted it was one of our mutual friends also headed our way toward the Dell. Dale encouraged me to floor it and race our friend to our destination. I put the hammer down, going around curves on two wheels, and when I finally pulled into the Dell parking lot, I was dismayed to find that it had been a cop car following us. OOPS!

      Thanks for your visit and for sharing a story of your own, good buddy Chris. Have a safe and Scrappy weekend!

  9. OK not to be mean at this story but what a hoot and you both were so lucky !
    Seeing a Beetle on its top always reminds me of a turtle.
    Then I read your other comment and found out Dale and many other of your friend had died in other accidents, Sorry to read that.

    cheers, parsnip and thehamish

    1. Hi, Gayle! Hi, thehamish!

      Welcome back, dear friends. I am happy to see you both! :)

      Yessum, it is easy to look back and shake my head and smile about that incident now that 50 years have passed but, the fact remains, my immaturity could have had disastrous consequences. I was fortunate to have survived my own foolishness and lived to tell the tale.

      Yessum, I am haunted by the deaths of several good Dell and high school friends who died decades too soon and under unfortunate and ironic circumstances. There is yet another boy I haven't told anyone else about, a boy who died in that same crash with my drinking buddy. He was a kid from my neighborhood who used to play basketball with me at my house every evening.

      Thank you again for your kind visit and thoughtful comment, dear friend Gayle. Please take care of yourself and thehamish and have a nice weekend!

  10. This post had me back in time. My Dad too had a VW bug..a black one. We were a bit of oddity in my neighborhood as there were 6 kids in the family. We always had a car full! I remember Dad taking a myself and a ton of friends to the movies..maybe to see Goldfinger?..and when he stopped to let us out we tumbled to the sidewalk one by one and then the car behind us honked and clapped! I never damaged his car because I was too young to drive when he owned it. However, my first driving experience after getting my license had me in a ditch with the backseat full of my girlfriends on the way to a new pizza joint. Thankfully nothing was damaged, folks didn't find out, and to this day you are the only grownup who knows this story! I loved James Bond back in the day, and Goldfinger was my favorite Bond movie. Who didn't love Herman's Hermits? Not to love them would be like pulling wings off butterflies..seriously. Glad you and your friend were OK and I read a few of the comments and see that many of your friends died in accidents. So sorry to hear that. Have a safe and wonderful weekend. Thanks for the trip down memory lane and a peek into Tom Anderson's "shady" past!

    1. Hi, YaYa!

      Thank you very much for coming by on this the 50th anniversary of my accident in my dad's VW and one of the very few nights from autumn 1965 to autumn 1967 that I didn't show up at the Shady Dell.

      I wonder why your dad chose a VW bug when he had six kids to transport. You must have been packed in there like sardines!

      This rollover accident wasn't my only misadventure at the wheel of my dad's Beetle. I can't remember if it before or after this incident, but one night in the crowded Dell parking lot I put a football size dent in one of the fenders trying to navigate through the sea or cars. A bad situation became even worse when I drove to a bowling alley to sit and think over how I was going to tell my parents about the dented fender. Eventually I left the bowling lanes and headed for home but, lost in thought, I forgot to turn the headlights on. A cop spotted me and pulled me over, then inspected my car and found the damaged fender. He put 2 and 2 together and got 5 - mistakenly accusing me of being part of a gang of youths that was driving around neighborhoods with their lights out running down people's mailboxes. I received a $50 fine for something I didn't do!

      Yessum, Goldfinger was my favorite 007 movie and Sean Connery was my favorite Bond. Connery unwittingly became my role model, the inspiration behind many of my Dell adventures and misadventures.

      Yessum, Dale survived a serious auto accident later that year, but died too young, drowning in a Pennsylvania lake while kayaking with his wife. I still have pain in my heart thinking about that.

      Thank you again for being here on this special occasion, dear friend YaYa. I wish you a safe and happy weekend!

  11. Oh my gosh, I remember that "They're Coming To Take Me Away" song. I really did not like it at all. Plus I was never a James Bond fan. Now you know how stuffy and crabby I am.

    1. Hi, Kathleen!

      Thank you for visiting me on your weekend, dear friend!

      Yessum, at the peak of its popularity, the monotonous thumping of that Napoleon XIV ditty was beaten into our brains several times an hour by top 40 stations. It's very unusual for a top 5 charting record to have a run of only 6 weeks on the Hot 100, but that's what my Joel Whitburn research book tells me. Seems the song quickly wore out its welcome. :)

      << Now you know how stuffy and crabby I am. >>

      That's AOK, Kathleen. Some of my best friends are stuffy and crabby! :)

      Thank you again for coming and have a great weekend!

  12. 1966 was a milestone year for us both. That was the year my family moved to East Tennessee and my life took a big turn.

    I was not familiar with the "four wheel drift" technique, but I think I saw it in action during my vacation. I was driving my van through what is called "The Dragon" which is a mountainous curvy stretch on Hwy 129 from Tenn to NC when one of my passengers began to get sick. Due to the lack of turnouts on this two lane mountain road I had to go into the first one I saw which was on the opposite side of the road. It was a very small space, but enough for me to park facing oncoming traffic while my passenger got out to be sick. I was terrified watching a number of sports cars coming toward me on a curve, each one appearing as though it were about to lose control and hit me head on. The oncoming motorcyclists were pretty scary as well. I rushed my passenger to finish puking so we could get out of that spot. It was scary to watch.

    You and Dale were very fortunate. Oh, you crazy boys!

    Arlee Bird
    Tossing It Out

    1. Hi, Lee!

      Thanks for stopping in, good buddy!

      Yessir, 1966 was a pivotal year in both of our lives. You and I were both juggling. You were juggling bowling pins. I was juggling girlfriends. :) 1966 was my first full year as a card carrying Dell rat and the year I got my driver's license and gained the extra measure of freedom and independence every young person craves. Unfortunately, I behaved irresponsibly and the consequences could have been devastating. I was lucky. In my accident Dale sustained only a few abrasions to one arm, but three months later he was almost killed in a high speed head-on collision. Two of my other friends died in another accident a couple of years later.

      Wow, that was a close call for you on your cross country trip, a harrowing experience. There's nothing worse than having some type of emergency and no easy way to pull off the road. Your quick thinking saved the day. I'm glad it worked out for you.

      Thanks again for your visit and comment, good buddy Lee, and have a great week!

  13. I'm glad you and your friend survived that little incident!

    My dad had an orange VW bug. It was a horrible car, mechanically, but I always thought it was kind of cute.

    Have a great week!

    1. Hi, Sherry!

      Thanks for coming over, dear friend!

      Yessum, Dale survived our rollover mishap with nothing more than a bruised right arm, but three months later he was nearly killed when his sub-compact foreign car was hit head-on by a much larger and heavier vehicle.

      I'm surprised that your dad's Beetle had bugs in the engine. In my experience the VW has always been a dependable and reliable form of transportation.

      Thanks again and have a wonderful week, dear friend Sherry!

  14. Tom, when this post went live on Friday, as you know DH and I spent the day in the mountains. We were there from around 3am till well into the early evening. Stargazing was a bust, but it was fun. On Saturday, we ventured to the mountains again with hopes of seeing the meteor showers. We saw a little activity, but the clouds were still an issue. Anywho, it's interesting that while we were at Water Rock Knob we listened to the Peter Noone show when one of The Yardbirds' songs came on. Imagine finding your features in this post. What a coincidence! Your spin-out story was an interesting, entertaining piece. I'm glad you boys weren't hurt badly. I guess y'all weren't wearing seat belts. They weren't too popular. I remember not wearing a seat belt as a kid and didn't start using one regularly until I was a teenager around the time DH & I started dating. Did the accident total your dad's car? How miffed was he with you? Which had you shaken the most, the car accident or facing your dad? I'm glad your story had a good ending. Thanks for sharing the memories and music!

    1. Hi, Cathy!

      Thank you very much for coming, dear friend!

      I'm sorry the weather wasn't favorable for star gazing, even in the mountains. It seems like you and DH spend much of your spare time enjoying mountain scenery and tranquility. Your stories bring back memories of my family's summer vacations in log cabins in the mountains of northern PA.

      It is quite a coincidence that you listened to Peter Noone and the Yardbirds at the same time this post was running!

      You're right, Dale and I were not wearing seat belts that evening. The car was not equipped with them. In those days seat belts were a curiosity - an add-on that few people even considered. You are younger. By the time you came of age we were learning that seat belts save lives. They were installed in vehicles and their use eventually became mandatory by law. Fortunately, even w/o seat belts, Dale and I were not seriously hurt. As I have been telling other readers, Dale's luck ran out three months later when he was nearly killed in a violent head-on collision and then died years later when he drowned in a lake while kayaking!

      My dad did not have an explosive temper. He expressed displeasure when he and I went to the garage where his VW had been towed and he got a look at the damage. The car wasn't totaled but it required some $650 to repair (a lot in those days), much more than the $250 quoted in that newspaper clipping.

      Thank you again for your visit and kind comment, dear friend Cathy. Have a wonderful week!

  15. You brought back tons of musical and movie memories with this post! And you reminded me of some reckless youthful maneuvers of my own. Thanks for the stroll down the '60s lane.

    1. Hi, C. Lee!

      Thank you very much for visiting, dear friend!

      Yessum, many of the tales drawn from my Shady Dell years in the mid and late 60s are similar to those brought to the screen in brat pack movies and nostalgic high school musicals. Had you grown up in Central PA, you might have enjoyed a stint as a Dellette. :)

      Thanks again for your visit and comment, dear friend C. Lee!

  16. Well Shady, Happy 50th Anniversary! I'm really glad you guys weren't hurt while practicing your special move. What we don't do when we are teenagers!

    I used to try and see how fast my mom's station wagon would go. (100 mph) I would drive in down a road that had a big dip in it and see if I could get air. (I could) I never realized that could harm the car. No wonder it kept breaking down.

    Love the line, "shaken but not stirred." lol I got great joy listening to Herman's Hermits again. Their songs are usually so much fun and make a person smile. Loved the Bond clip. I was a big fan. The first Bond movie I saw was, Dr. No. I had never seen anything like that movie before. It was so cool. I'm an odd one, but I loved that song by Napoleon at the time it was out. I wouldn't want to listen to it more than once now! Tastes change.

    1. Hi, dear Belle!

      Thank you very much for being here this week as I mark the 50th anniversary of wrecking my dad's car, an accident that should have been a wake-up call for me but, unfortunately, wasn't. I can certainly relate to your story about seeing how fast your mom's car would go. I used to drive my parents' Plymouth Satellite more than 100 mph down a steep hillside road. Sometimes I even closed my eyes while going that fast to add to the thrill. What a fool I was! I am truly lucky to have survived my immaturity and thirst for excitement and adventure.

      I am delighted to know that you enjoyed Herman's Hermits' "This Door Swings" song and that, way back when, you liked "They're Coming To Take Me Away." Most kids loved that novelty record simply because it made their parents groan every time it played on the radio. :)

      Yessum, I saw all of those early James Bond 007 films including Dr. No. Sean Connery was the only Bond I ever cared for. He brought Ian Fleming's fictional secret agent character to life better than all the rest. I remember going to the theater to see Goldfinger and being absolutely mesmerized by it.

      Thank you again for joining the conversation, dear friend Belle. I love having you here and greatly appreciate your visit. Have a wonderful week!

  17. Sorry, Mr Shady for responding rather late ... but me is working hard to make a dollar in order to get away for a while ... but then again, your lovely post sweept me away already ... so awesome to come and visit your blog ... works every time ... smiles ... thank you ... Love, cat.

    1. ... swept ... I hate spelling mistakes ... smiles.

    2. Hi, cat!

      How are you, my feline friend? :)

      Thank you for dropping in for my 50 year flashback - the day Shady Del flipped over the Shady Dell! :)

      I'm happy to know you were swept away and that you left here smiling. :)

      I hope to see you back here soon, dear friend cat!

    3. meouw ... purr ... smiles ...

  18. Ohhhh Shady!! I am sorry i am very late to this post. I am SO glad you made it out safe but so so sorry to hear about your friend Dale. Two questions - was Dale mad at you after the wreck and did his parents still let him ride with you?
    My mom used to have a beetle bug when i was a kid. We drove all the way to new Mexico in it one time.
    Love the bond reference. My favorite bond movie is Live or let die. The New Orleans jazz bands.
    I had a wreck a few years ago in my other truck. A song My Maria was playing by Brooks and Dunn ( a remake) when i crashed. Now if that song comes on while i'm driving, i change the channels.

  19. Hi Shady. I realize this is several weeks old, but when I saw the VW I just HAD to stop by for a look see! What an exciting evening you guys had-I remember doing similar goofy things back then myself.

    I have to say, I'm so glad to hear that you two weren't seriously hurt. I just love the newspaper article! I'm proud you still have it...great memories, huh? And, the 007 comments are good suggestions! Guess, you won't be attempting 'advance racing maneuvers' again, will you, lol! I had a '61 VW, and it was a fun car, but I didn't take it to the drag strip!

    Love Peter Noone, and, my goodness...who remembers the song we love to hate, "They're coming to take me away"!

    This was a cool post Shady-great story, hope you didn't get into too much trouble over the topsy turvy VW! See you soon! ♫

    1. I'm almost a year late finding this comment of yours, dear Suzanne. Thank you so very much!

      Remember the song "Be Young, Be Foolish, Be Happy"? Sometimes I think I spent too much of my time being foolish. :)

      Thank you again for your visit and comment, dear friend Suzanne!


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