More back in college stuff, this is the 60’s and the world was changing real fast. Wife is gone, I am bored and it’s raining, so I am jotting down memories.
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I had bought this 1956 Chevy 4 door used in about 1961, it came with a little 265″ engine, 2 barrel, kind of sickly so I had to do something about that. My Dad had found a 1958 Chevy Nomad that had been wrecked, he was going to make a work rig out of it but never got around to it, so he gave me the engine. I took it apart, in town was a shop that had a boring bar, so we opened the 283″ up to 292″, and the guy sold me a set of 12.5 to one compression pistons for $25, left over from another job stuff. A 4 barrel carb and a neat cam grind and 56 the chevy was peppy.
Fast forward a year or two later. The world had become flower children, someone invented a pill for women, there were protests over some war somewhere and I was learning stuff. There was one hell of a lot more of the world out there than the Oregon coast I was used to and the paper mill to work in.