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Ford Fairlane 500 Skyliner

Fifty some years ago, the Ford Motor Company decided to build the Ford Fairlane 500 Skyliner.  This beauty had a fully retractable hard top (eat your heart out BMW!) that folded itself in a very complicated way into the trunk.

Well, turns out tonight I was watching the six o’clock local news and they ran a story on the retractable top Fairlane.  The story talked about how the International Ford Retractable Club had its 2013 National Convention here in Greenville, South Carolina.  As expected, the inept reporter from Channel 4’s staff conveniently talked about everything but where the cars were on display.  A little Googling solved the problem:  the cars were on display at the local Hilton.

Since today was the last day of the meet, I decided to jump in the S2K and head out to the Hilton’s parking lot.  Sure enough, a few of these timeless beauties were still on display.  Oh man!  What a treat.  I took a few photos which I have added to the following gallery.  If you are on my mailing list you might want to visit the site:  the photo gallery does not transfer to the email.  Take a look and make sure to click on the photos – they will open to their full size!

Some priceless gems, don’t you think?  The turquoise 1959 is very impressive, with the entire top mechanism in full display.  The trailer queens were equally amazing.  Several others were safely stowed in fully covered trailers.  Some parting notes:

  • I thought the “Air Conditioned by Ford Select Aire” emblem was pretty awesome.  Most intriguing, the emblem only appeared on the passenger’s side.
  • How about the “Continental” kit affixed to the rear of the car with the spare tire mount.  I bet it took some getting used to the fact that an extra 2 or 3 feet worth of chrome is behind the trunk.
  • The paint colors on these cars is just so awesome!  Just imagine what these beauties looked like back in the day with their bright paintwork and gleaming chrome.
  • Fender skirts…  Chrome…  Body colour dashes…  Fender Fins…  All centerfolds in their own right – classic automotive porn at its finest!

The Graniteville Manufacturing Company

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William Gregg built the first mill in the South in the town of Graniteville, South Carolina in 1845 and hence the name of The Graniteville Manufacturing Company.  The name of the community originates from the use of local blue granite it its buildings.

Graniteville Company became a self-contained community providing housing, schools, maintenance, etc for its residents who also worked for the company.  During this time, unemployment was not something folks worried about.  As the years passed, demand dictated construction of new plants.  This included two mills in Augusta, Georgia and several more in Graniteville as well as the surrounding towns of Vaucluse and Warrenville, South Carolina.

Think about it:  by the time of the Civil War, Graniteville Co was 16 years old.  Graniteville Co survived the dark days of the Civil War.  The Gilded Age came and went, Henry Ford and the Wright brothers did their contribution to humankind and Graniteville Co continued to grow.  World War I came and went, Prohibition made its mark and the Great Depression took its toll meanwhile the Graniteville Co soldiered on producing quality fabrics.  Along came World War II followed by decades of prosperity where growth prevailed.

The 80’s saw new changes such as corporate raiders and outsourcing to cheaper labour markets.  During this time Graniteville Co was not immune to the “hostile takeover” that defined the decade of the 80’s being taken over by parties endorsing Gordon Gekko’s mantra that “greed is good”.  The hard-earned coffers of the retirement plan were just too tempting and attractive to these new “investors” such as Victor Posner.  It took the Federal Government to straighten things out and eventually a 401k replaced the former pension plan.  Then the 90’s arrived and a new suitor entered the picture in the form of Avondale Mills buying all Graniteville Company’s assets.  It is ironic then, that after all this illustrious history, a train derailment gave the death-blow to a hard-earned and long tradition of proudly made products.

On January 6, 2005 a mistake resulted in the train derailment of many tankers loaded with chlorine.  From the damaged tankers a cloud of toxic chlorine gas  (used in WWI as a weapon of mass destruction, no less) permeated the area.  In the aftermath, nine people lost their lives along with many injured from breathing the toxic fumes.  Scores required evacuation from their homes to prevent further exposure.  The damage was just too large and after the Graniteville Train Crash took place, the former Graniteville Company eventually closed its doors for good.

Today all that is left is a group of abandoned buildings slowly aging away to nothing.  This once vibrant community is totally quiet now, a contrast to the days when these plants operated around the clock staffed by one of three daily shifts.  The only time when this eery silence permeated the town was during July 4th week and Christmas week when the plants would shut down for maintenance.  This also gave hourly workers a break in the form of a vacation.  Many local families owed their livelihood to wages earned at Graniteville Co and the local economy prospered.  All this came to an end when the doors closed.

I took the following photo album this past weekend.  It shows some of what Graniteville Company looks like today…

Hickman Hall and the Main Office

Hickman Hall (the tall two-story building in the following gallery) housed the employment office and the nurse’s station.  This building has beautiful wooden floors and dates back to 1907 erected in “affectionate remembrance of Hamilton Hickman president from 1867 to 1898“.  I wonder how many modern CEO’s or CFO’s would be honored with buildings in “affectionate remembrance”?  But I digress; as you can see in today’s picture it looks far from what it used to look like.  Every employee of Graniteville Co walked through this building at one time or another.  In the basement was the nurse’s station and there a minor “physical” was given to new hires.  They even had a booth where one’s hearing would be checked!

Then the more modern building with the red roof is the Main Office.  This is where the suits used to have their offices.  Left of the double glass doors of the Main Office (with the two columns) was the main board room.

Graniteville Company’s Divisions

Many divisions (or mills) made up Graniteville Company.  Each division had its own building and all had their own name.  Hickman, Townsend, Swint, Vaucluse, Warren produced greige goods.  Woodhead and Gregg were finishing plants.  Enterprise and Sibley produced indigo goods.

The crown jewel finishing plant was Gregg Division.  Through its many dye-ranges cloth would be dyed from light to dark to the tune of about 2.2 to 2.5 million yards of cloth per week.  Do the math, that is a lot of cloth!  Today, Gregg Division is nothing like it used to look like.  Windows broken, the main entrance door is not locked anymore, the loading docks are a shamble and the parking lots once bustling with life are now overgrown with weeds…

Warren Division was special during Christmas time.  Workers built a wooden structure in the shape of a star.  This “star” was also fitted with lights that would be lit up only during Christmas.  However, for the rest of the year the little star was never brought down.  It is there no longer…

Back in the 80’s the rage in the fashion world was the “stone washed” jeans.  The special look achieved by washing jeans in special industrial sized washing machines along with pumice rock.  Warren Division underwent an upgrade with that type of washing machines – no telling what ever happen to them.

Next is Vaucluse Division, in the little town of Vaucluse, SC.  The building dates back to 1950.  This mill produced narrow width goods which means the looms used here were old technology and produced a narrow roll of cloth.  During the 80’s to maximize profits buyers started demanding wider rolls of cloth which required modern wider air-jet looms.  Needless to say, the investment was quite high.  There is no telling what ever happened to all that equipment.  This is what Vaucluse looks like today:

I suppose Vaucluse is the most “abandoned” of all the mills.  There is a certain finality to the way this place looks like today, with the empty phone booth.  It makes you wonder..How many calls were made from there?  Was it good news, bad news, emergencies, joy and sadness…  Then the four empty chairs look spooky next to the entrance’s awning frame – one can only imagine what it was like on a normal workday.  Who was the last person to sit on those now empty bucket seats?

Data Processing Building

The last photos show what is left of the Data Processing Building.  Here powerful Burroughs and later Unisys mainframes kept track of inventory, payroll, reports, accounting, you name it.  In the days before PC’s this building housed the latest equipment.  The train derailment took place just feet away from the back parking lot next to this building.  Damage here was irreparable and for many, many years this building had a sign declaring it as “condemned”.

The Future

The glimmer of hope about all this is that there are plans for some of these buildings.  While taking these photos, I had a chance to meet a gentleman describing himself as one of the group of current owners of the property.  He told me there are plans in the works of taking some of these buildings and remodeling them for housing purposes.  There has been also re-investment in the Woodhead Division finishing plant and this been spun up as a separate company.

While the glory days of Graniteville Company have faded in the past there is an optimism for the initiatives I mentioned above.  However, it is just sad to see how a workplace that endured so much through so many years has ended up in such a state…  Then again, one could argue this is a casualty of progress.

Rude Drivers on the Road…

No photo today, just some miscellaneous observations about rude drivers on the road.  Today was certainly not my day.  No, none of my machines got harmed but instead I came close on three different occasions on this given Sunday.  Definitely not my day.

First, I was out on my bike this fine Sunday morning.  I enjoy riding any of my lightweight road bicycles and it is a great way to stay in shape.  I have several and today I decided to head out mid-morning once things settled down with the weather here in Upstate, South Carolina.  I have the good fortune of living in an area with some simply awesome country roads with very little traffic on them, literally in my back yard.  These roads are in good condition, have rolling hills and are a joy to ride.  They are so nice that a huge amount of local cyclists drive their cars with their bikes to a nearby parking lot and start their rides from there.  I am lucky enough to just head out from my back door!

What makes this area so nice is that the great majority and let me repeat that: the great majority of residents are extremely nice and respect cyclists on the road.  There are enough of us cyclists in this neck of the woods that majority of people slow down, give enough room and overall give us our place on the road.   However, since these are country roads, there is a certain element of society that show their ignorance, arrogance and complete disregard for cyclists and motorists at large.

The first incident happened about 18 miles from home, when a dude driving a poorly maintained pickup (my bike is likely more expensive than his truck) cut a curve and literally ended up in my lane.  I just shook my head and just kept on going.  I suppose he saw me and did not like it because I noticed he slowed down, eyeballing me out of his rear view mirror.  Since confrontations only lead to tragic outcomes with these folks, I just kept going minding my business.  After all, I was obeying the rules of the road, he was not.

The next incident happened on the last sector on the way back home.  This one was even more disturbing, let me tell you why….  You see, I was on the end of my ride on a road with a very nice ascent I like to climb because it is always a nice challenge.  I’ve been on it dozens of times.  On this same stretch is a nice sized Methodist church and today, I had the misfortune to pass said church at 11:48AM – exactly the time when the flock of parishioners was given the Word to head out.  The outcome of all this was quite unexpected!  I saw plenty of four door sedans with silver-haired drivers being more than courteous to me as they passed.  However, there were many SUV’s and pickups (see the pattern here) with more rude drivers behind the wheel driving with very little regard to me.  One of the vehicles – a white Mustang which I had seen in the church’s parking lot – buzzed me and the driver even went to the trouble of lowering his window, extending his arm as far as it would go and then gave me his best delivery of the “finger”.  For the Mustang guy, SUV drivers and the pickup drivers, I guess the biggie-sized serving of Sunday Lecture with a large side of Salvation failed miserably.  Their preacher needs to take them in a room and give them a serious lecture on WWJD.

The third and last incident today was after I got back from my bike ride and decided to take bowtie6 out for a short drive to get the engine oil hot so I could change it.  About 2 miles from my home, I see a decrepit van approaching.  As we near, the driver starts drifting towards me and crosses the yellow line on a two-lane road.  I blow my horn and as we pass the driver yells to the top of his lungs “F*CK YOU!!”.  He was in the wrong, after all he crossed the yellow line and all I was trying to do was get his attention.  I guess I got his attention all right.

In Conclusion:

  • Incident number 1:  maybe the dude in the truck was just having a bad day (like I did) and was trying to cut a quick corner to save a second or two.  Big deal.  What real saving is there if you injure a cyclist on the road?
  • Incident number 2:  the SUV, pickup and especially the Mustang drivers must really hate cyclists.  I feel sorry for them – not only are they endangering cyclist’s life, they are also exposing themselves to a large lawsuit…
  • Incident number 3:  what can I say?  the irresponsible driver who quite frankly thinks the roads are for them exclusively.  Give me a break!

Some given Sunday, huh?  For those of you who read this post just remember to give cyclists room.  It is the law.  The more I think about this, the more I’m convinced this is all a cultural thing.  Hell, folks riding their almighty Harley Davidson’s routinely buzz me; these are the same folks that literally beg  for drivers to respect them when they are on the road.  Yet they don’t extend the same courtesy to cyclists.  I have also been passed by folks in superbikes (crotch rockets) and they have all extended every courtesy on the road.  Wonder what the difference is?  Same can be said about pickup trucks and SUV’s.

So the next time you get behind the wheel (or handlebar) and see a cyclist on the road – give them space.  So what if you are 30 seconds late to your destination?  Remember you might save a life.

Peace.

“Smoke on the Water” Ad

Most likely, I am going to date myself 😯 . Deep Purple has and will always be one of my favorite super-groups of all time.  I’ve owned Made in Japan in pretty much every form of media available (except for the dreaded 8-track) and yes, there is a copy of this awesome 70’s album in one of my iPods.  So when I saw this Smoke on the Water ad, I could not but make a comment.

You see, side two of Made in Japan opens with the iconic Smoke on the Water.  Well…  I am sitting here tonight watching TV and the following ad appears (click the “play” button below).  Oh the humanity, and they are not even using instruments!!!  I suppose “a new generation” is wondering where this song came from.  For an old fart like me, it is a little sad…  Oh well…

 

2013 Walter Mitty Paddock at Road Atlanta

This past Friday, I attended the 2013 Walter Mitty at Road Atlanta.  The weather was just perfect (although Saturday and Sunday is another story) and the cars were just amazing.  As usual, the first thing to do after arriving is to go through the paddock and see all the awesome cars.

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The picture above shows a very hot Mini owned by John Finger.  John comes by the shop from time to time, and last summer he brought the mini to show it to us.  He offered to take me out for a short spin in it and I can say this car is seriously fast.  Matter of fact, it is scary fast.  :mrgreen:  All the power comes from a front mounted, twin-rotor Mazda rotary engine.  This is a seriously fast car and it is for sale.

I took a huge number of photos.  The following gallery (for those of you on the mailing list, it might not show up so you might want to fire up the browser and see them the old-fashioned way) shows some of the more significant machines in the paddock.  I wish I had more, but the camera operator (that would be me) was shooting in full RAW format and I had the wrong memory chip in.  I’ll have more pictures of the action, but I need to sift through them and pick the best.  I promise I’ll have another photo gallery soon.  In the meantime, enjoy…

If you have never been to the Mitty, you need to go.  Friday is the best day – the crowd is small and you can walk up to the cars in the paddock and take your time looking at them.  There is plenty of action on the track too, and there are some excellent vantage points throughout Road Atlanta.  It is very much worth the trip.