B.M. Ingram (E)
(6:29) Mr. Ingram tells about his experiences with his first car and he talks about how he met and married his wife. This interview is part of an oral history project funded by a grant from the Alabama Historical Records Board, managed by the Alabama Department of Archives and History staff, using f...
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(6:29) Mr. Ingram tells about his experiences with his first car and he talks about how he met and married his wife. This interview is part of an oral history project funded by a grant from the Alabama Historical Records Board, managed by the Alabama Department of Archives and History staff, using funds provided by the National Historical Preservation and Records Commission.Florence-Lauderdale Public Library Digital Archive
Interview with B.M. Ingram
July 7, 2009
Florence, Alabama
Conducted by Clint Alley and Rhonda Haygood
Clip 5 of 9
Clint Alley: When did you get your first car?
B.M. Ingram: Well, well, my first car, I went in, I went in with about ten other boys and we bought a Model T Ford. And the, we were, this group was a pretty good group of folks and they were pretty good students so we didn’t play hooky, didn’t have a reason to play hooky until one day the, this organization, and I—Hi-Y or something—was going to have a meeting in Decatur. And so we got out our Model T Ford and got in it and we rode, were playing hooky from Coffee High School. But instead of getting away from there, we decided we would show off. And we got in there and rode around the school honking and people would look out the window as we passed by. We headed on toward Decatur there, now see, that was at noon. At three o’clock the bus left with the students heading for this meeting. Well it caught up with us at about Leighton. And so we just rolled the Model T in the ditch and got in with them and finished the trip. And, now, I was privileged to get to be the driver. A lot of times when you’d get a little slope, everybody in the car except for the driver would have to get out and push. And having had a operation, ah, before that on my appendix, I had an excuse to be the driver. So I didn’t have to push.
CA: But y’all fit ten boys into that Model T?
BI: Oh, yeah, you can do that! [laughter] In an emergency!
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CA: About how old were you when y’all did this?
BI: Oh, we were, we were fifteen or sixteen. And, and, I don’t remember there being a, ever taking a driver’s test at that age. And also an interesting thing for the old Model T Ford was the bridge, railroad on top and cars on the bottom, was wide enough where it started off as a two-way bridge and then they made it one-way because of the width. Driving that Model T Ford, I drove across and passed another car coming the other direction. And when we met in, say, the middle of the bridge, we both virtually stopped and we would inch along, I would, could talk to the other driver because there wasn’t any windows, and so I say, would say, “Well, you move up another six inches,” and he’d move up, and then I would see it clear that I could move five or six inches, and that was the way we would drive in that, that old Model T.
CA: Do you remember when you met your wife?
BI: I had gotten back from the, from the service, that’s World War II, and I had gotten back and was trying to kind of settle down here. And one weekend, Otho Perritt, who was a good friend of mine and lived one block from me in town, said he was going to Nashville. He was going up there to see the girl that later became his wife. And so I went with them, and I met my wife, future wife, on a blind date up there. And that way she, I, she was working in Kansas City, and later I talked her into moving to Atlanta. And finally I convinced her it would be cheaper for us to marry, because I was spending too many weekends travelling, or either she would come see me. And her name was Margaret Beasley, and she lived there in Murfreesboro, Tennessee. We were, we had a wonderful wedding, wedding up there and I had made so many friends happy by causing them a lot of trouble when they got married to the point that I couldn’t trust anybody in getting away and so we, I hired several cabs, and so here came this bunch of about six cabs down to block all the traffic and everything. And we got in one of the cabs and took off and, in a round-about way. Well, the boys there knew that we were gone, but they kept eating and delaying and finally they got in a car and started to chase us. Well, now, that was kind of nutty. But, by George, they intersected us as we came back to the highway. And we had a flat, and had to get in with them. But anyway, Margaret and I had two wonderful daughters and a wonderful marriage. She lived for about fifty-two years.
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B.M. Ingram (E)Automobiles; Marriage(6:29) Mr. Ingram tells about his experiences with his first car and he talks about how he met and married his wife. This interview is part of an oral history project funded by a grant from the Alabama Historical Records Board, managed by the Alabama Department of Archives and History staff, using funds provided by the National Historical Preservation and Records Commission.Florence-Lauderdale Public LibraryFlorence-Lauderdale Public LibraryB.M. Ingram2009-7-7sound; textaudio/mp3; text/pdfEnglishIs part of the Florence-Lauderdale Public Library collection.Contact the Florence-Lauderdale Public Library for permission to use.Florence-Lauderdale Public Library Digital Archive
Interview with B.M. Ingram
July 7, 2009
Florence, Alabama
Conducted by Clint Alley and Rhonda Haygood
Clip 5 of 9
Clint Alley: When did you get your first car?
B.M. Ingram: Well, well, my first car, I went in, I went in with about ten other boys and we bought a Model T Ford. And the, we were, this group was a pretty good group of folks and they were pretty good students so we didn’t play hooky, didn’t have a reason to play hooky until one day the, this organization, and I—Hi-Y or something—was going to have a meeting in Decatur. And so we got out our Model T Ford and got in it and we rode, were playing hooky from Coffee High School. But instead of getting away from there, we decided we would show off. And we got in there and rode around the school honking and people would look out the window as we passed by. We headed on toward Decatur there, now see, that was at noon. At three o’clock the bus left with the students heading for this meeting. Well it caught up with us at about Leighton. And so we just rolled the Model T in the ditch and got in with them and finished the trip. And, now, I was privileged to get to be the driver. A lot of times when you’d get a little slope, everybody in the car except for the driver would have to get out and push. And having had a operation, ah, before that on my appendix, I had an excuse to be the driver. So I didn’t have to push.
CA: But y’all fit ten boys into that Model T?
BI: Oh, yeah, you can do that! [laughter] In an emergency!
[laughter]
CA: About how old were you when y’all did this?
BI: Oh, we were, we were fifteen or sixteen. And, and, I don’t remember there being a, ever taking a driver’s test at that age. And also an interesting thing for the old Model T Ford was the bridge, railroad on top and cars on the bottom, was wide enough where it started off as a two-way bridge and then they made it one-way because of the width. Driving that Model T Ford, I drove across and passed another car coming the other direction. And when we met in, say, the middle of the bridge, we both virtually stopped and we would inch along, I would, could talk to the other driver because there wasn’t any windows, and so I say, would say, “Well, you move up another six inches,” and he’d move up, and then I would see it clear that I could move five or six inches, and that was the way we would drive in that, that old Model T.
CA: Do you remember when you met your wife?
BI: I had gotten back from the, from the service, that’s World War II, and I had gotten back and was trying to kind of settle down here. And one weekend, Otho Perritt, who was a good friend of mine and lived one block from me in town, said he was going to Nashville. He was going up there to see the girl that later became his wife. And so I went with them, and I met my wife, future wife, on a blind date up there. And that way she, I, she was working in Kansas City, and later I talked her into moving to Atlanta. And finally I convinced her it would be cheaper for us to marry, because I was spending too many weekends travelling, or either she would come see me. And her name was Margaret Beasley, and she lived there in Murfreesboro, Tennessee. We were, we had a wonderful wedding, wedding up there and I had made so many friends happy by causing them a lot of trouble when they got married to the point that I couldn’t trust anybody in getting away and so we, I hired several cabs, and so here came this bunch of about six cabs down to block all the traffic and everything. And we got in one of the cabs and took off and, in a round-about way. Well, the boys there knew that we were gone, but they kept eating and delaying and finally they got in a car and started to chase us. Well, now, that was kind of nutty. But, by George, they intersected us as we came back to the highway. And we had a flat, and had to get in with them. But anyway, Margaret and I had two wonderful daughters and a wonderful marriage. She lived for about fifty-two years.
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