Strange as it may seem, I really miss my late brother’s 1965 Ford Bronco (I believe it was the first year for the Bronco) which, through absolute inexperience and stupidity I managed to roll over on its’ roof, in my parent’s driveway, around 11am on Christmas morning, 1965. Some of you more astute readers may read a bit more into that enlightenment, but I think the statute of limitations has lapsed.
Anyway, just about every body panel was crinkled, but it was really new and the drive train was fine (the frame was not bent at all and we managed to shut the engine off quickly when it was running upside down) so the insurance company wouldn’t total it. Instead, it took over a year to get it back from the Ford dealer’s body shop because, again, it was so new that body parts were not yet available for it.
So why do I miss it? Well, we live in New England where it snows.....a lot. It had the rompin, stompin 140 CI in-line six and 3-on-the-tree, BUT it was 4-wheel drive with 4-wheel positraction AND locking front hubs and a lever-engaged, super-rugged, 4-wheel drive transfer case made for the F-150. Aim it into a parking lot or field with 24”+ of powder snow and give it moderate throttle and it would just, simply, go through it - like a Snowmobile - Like the snow wasn’t even there.
My senior prom in high school got cancelled on Dec. 30’th, 1967, because of a blizzard. Four couples made it to that prom that night, through 2’+ of snow, in that Bronco, after picking my three friends up and then all of our dates, all stuffed into the Bronco’s seats. We drove to the front door of the high school cafeteria (where we had Proms back in those days) which, of course, was closed due to the storm, then turned around and rode to a friend’s house (he’s now a retired Navy C.P.O.) for the dinner we were going to have there anyway. That ride comes up at every reunion I’ve attended. Got our 50’th coming up this month and 2 of my friends will be there (but none of our dates....they were all a year behind us). The other guy lives out near MUSBJIM and can’t make it.
We also used to tow “Hot Rod Charlie’s” 409 Chevy Impala to the drags behind that Bronco. That little beast had a lotta ‘Gnads for a small six.
My brother returned fromthe Service in late 1967 and traded it in for a ‘67 Mustang clone of McQueen’s car from “Bullit”. I miss the Bronco more.