The Cross House
When I woke up this morning I had NO idea what a 1932 Studebaker looked like. Nor have I ever once thought about a 1932 Studebaker.
But this evening I am possessed by 1932 Studebaker thoughts. POSSESSED!
I love when life throws out such curve balls.
- Somewhere out there there, somewhere, is this car. I mean, surely some Studebaker
nutaficionado has a 1932 model. Right?
- If so, can I find such person?
- If so, can I lure such a person to bring their fabulous car to Kansas, and park it in the EXACT same spot as shown in the above image?
- If so, I will certainly pose five women and one guy in the EXACT same positions, and one kid on a tricycle (can you find the kid?).
Because, well, think how AMAZING it would be to have a color version of the above image? Think how amazing it would be to have the two images posted side-by-side, framed, and hung in the Cross House?