Showing posts with label Chattanooga Tennessee. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chattanooga Tennessee. Show all posts

Friday, January 14, 2011

Pardon me Roy, is that the cat that ate your new shoes: Scenes from Chattanooga, Tennessee



There really is a Chattanooga Choo Choo. It was nicknamed after the first train from Cincinatti to Chattanooga in 1880, connecting the north and the south by rail. There's a very nice park with some trains and a hotel commemorating it.




This handsome fellow is part of Chattanooga's Sir Goony Golf amusement center.

I had a Debra Jane Seltzer moment when I spotted this
wow-wee-wow-wow mid-century pharmacy.
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Hit it, boys!

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Unfortunately named business of the week



WDEF is a TV and radio station in Chattanooga, Tennessee. Some thoughts:

  • I hope they offer closed-captioning.
  • I believe their call-letters were formerly WHAT? and they have a sister station WDUM.
  • Maybe their name means "cool" in a 1990s urban vernacular "Def Comedy Jam" way. I'd be jiggy with that.

Signing off now.

Friday, November 12, 2010

Friday, November 5, 2010

The thrill of vic-tow-ry: Chattanooga, Tennessee's International Towing & Recovery Hall of Fame & Museum





Of all the great tow truck-themed quilts out there...

...I like this one best.

A classy Caddy wrecker

Ernest Holmes, father of the tow truck, and his wife Hattie

No tow truck driver can refuse any request on his daughter's wedding day.

So that's who snatched my cradle.

Certified, for your protection.


CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL THE HALL OF FAME INDUCTEES:
Olaf Ekengard, Class of 1986

Russell Iodice, Class of 1995

Al Gregg, Class of 2005

...and the whole gang of 2003.

We'll go anywhere there's a museum devoted to an unusual subject. Barbed wire museum? Been there. Banana museum? You betcha. Tow truck museum? Funny you should ask, because there's an outstanding one in Chattanooga, Tennessee that I had the good fortune to visit last September. The International Towing & Recovery Hall of Fame & Museum houses restored antique wreckers, towing-themed toys, sculpture, artwork, multimedia, ephemera, quilts, you name it. And there's a Hall of Fame, another one of our favorite eccentric roadside attractions, devoted to the movers and shakers of the recovery industry. Towing is to Chattanooga as cars are to Detroit and beer is to Milwaukee: the world's first wrecker was fabricated only three and a half miles from the museum's address by the Ernest Holmes Company back in 1916. The Hall of Fame has over 300 inductees from around the world who have distinguished themselves in their field. And there's a serious side to towing the layman may not consider: the Tow Truck Association of America estimates 60 operators are killed nationally each year, equal to the number of police and paramedics killed along the roadside. A tribute to these drivers is paid in the form of the Wall of the Fallen and sculpture garden in front of the museum.

I couldn't help but wonder if any of the museum's 10,000 annual visitors have ever broken down in the parking lot and had to call a tow truck. That would be quite a memen-tow.