Star's & Starr's
Tim,
Thank you for the response regarding the information on Star’s & Starr’s, it’s a neat story. It’s also neat that you were able to find the sister car and I can tell how special that is to you. There is no price that can be placed on such special sentimental memories of our youth such as you riding your bike down to see the ambulances.
As humans I find the psychological aspect very interesting that so many of us as adults find solace in trying to recapture the days of our youth through surrounding ourselves with memories of it. For some it’s because they sadly miss their youth while for others it might the incredible joy certain times or special memories brought them, or a combination of both.
Think for a moment how each of us are also different in the aspect of what memories stand out for us. For you it was the Ambulance while another person might fondly remember riding their bike down to the same place and their memories might be wrapped up in their bicycle. Then later in life they seek out a vintage bicycle just like the one they had as a child to recapture their childhood memories. Of course I think Pee Wee Herman would automatically come to mind if we witnessed an adult man who was riding around on a vintage bike while wearing an intoxicating smile of happiness on his face but the “cool” factor is much greater pulling up in a vintage hightop opposed to riding in on a vintage bicycle.
But there are people out there who do consider their childhood bikes their “Holy Grail” of their childhood as seen below.
It’s also interesting that there are so many people here who find their “Holy Grail” to be a professional vehicle that has no connection to their childhood but rather it’s just a “cool” sought after vehicle like the 1960 Fleetwood based ambulance built by Dutch coach builder Smit-Joure that Attila just posted, unless Attila was reared in the Netherlands. (Neat vehicle by the way Attilla) or the 1959 Bubbletop Limo simply due to its styling and grace.
I remember as a child the building where my grandfathers housed his vintage auto collection and for me I was more enamored with the actual building than all the vehicles that were stored inside. It wasn’t until I was in my early teens did the cars become of any interest and then it was only out of a yearning to become mobile via a vehicle to replace my bicycle which by that time I felt had reached its “transportation” limitations.
The building where those cars were housed still intrigues me to this day but not in the same way as it did when I was a child. Today I reflect and question myself as to why I ever found that building so intriguing as a child, after all it’s only a building.
Another thing I find interesting Tim is that the only connection to the “Starr’s” ambulance was it was a family friend who owned the company. Meaning I'm assuming your father was not an ambulance driver but regardless of that fact you being so enamored with the ambulances probably started you on your journey and interest in the medical profession and was probably largely responsible for your career path. Funny how life goes and I’m surprised I didn’t grow up to be an architect after my intense intrigue with that building.
PS. I hope my post isn’t too far off topic as it pertains more to the psychological aspect of what or how we determine what “Grails” are and the interest in professional vehicles as a whole. Although my post is in response to Tim I feel it is also relevant to everyone.