DELMER & CECIL DELMER AND CECIL


Whatever happened to The


Passion Pit?


and back (just in case you were double dating)? I’m surprised the owners of all the drive-in movies in North America didn’t protest to the auto industry over lost business. How many of you can remember when the drive-in was known as “The Passion Pit”? The only one that I believe is still operational is in Port Elmsley (as far as I know). I had a 1950 Ford with a flathead


motor in it. I paid $70 for it and went to the Florida Keys, Winnipeg and lots of other places. You couldn’t kill that motor. It would run on almost no compression as long as you poured the oil to it (I used to buy oil in a five gallon can). Some guy hit me from behind and that wrote it off. It was the best car I ever owned. It brings back great memories just thinking about it. The lads here in the country would


always have an old pickup and they would bring a mattress and pillows and park in the back row of the drive-in (the back row always looked like it was on an active fault line.) Some so-called ushers were sadists.


Cecil here. Seeing as this is the


automotive issue I’ll go back in time to the days when cars were cars. There’s no doubt that cars are more reliable today, but it seems that cars aren’t as exciting as they once were. One feature that was discarded by


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manufacturers, and should never have happened, is the dropping of the bench seat. What kind of fun would happen at a five-show horror drive-in movie if you didn’t have a bench seat in front


They’d always shine their flashlight in the window and knock on the window and in a loud voice say: “What’s going on in there?” Some of the tough guys used to take exception to this and would end up chasing Mr. Flashlight around the grounds (threatening to put the flashlight somewhere appropriate). Everyone would get out of their cars and cheer on the chase, completely forgetting the movie. I remember almost buying a 1930


McLaughlin Buick sedan that had lived its life in a barn near North Gower. The interior was green velvet with a bar that folded up to act as a footrest.


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The interior was immaculate, but the chickens had decorated the exterior (deep blue with red pinstripe). I went home to raise the money. I came back the next day to find the owner’s daughter had decided to give it to her boyfriend. I still hate her. I was out partridge-hunting


one day. I came on a clearing in the bush and there was a 1920s Hupmobile and it wasn’t in too bad a shape. I came back a month later and someone with the I.Q. of a piece of fudge had shot out all the windows and all the doors. Now there are some people


who don’t understand the attachment between lads and their wheels….they’re probably all weiners who drink café macchiatos (whatever they are). Delmer’s current wheels is a


part Ford-Chev-Dodge pickup with a recliner chair in the box. Perfect for duck hunting.


Delmer & Cecil’s Upcoming Events:


April 3 – Eganville: “The Running Of The Sap” (Nothing to do with maple trees).


April 23 – Cobden: “Udder Painting Competition”.


April 24 − Arnprior Library Presentation: “Toad Sexing… A Lost Art?


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