I spent the last part of August and all of September getting ready for an antique bus rally in Blytheville, AR. The result of this has been a round of bronchitis and a bad sinus infection for the first two weeks of October. Was it worth it? Except for when I’m coughing, yes.
A lot of people won’t get this, but those who do, really do get it. I start saying things like 4106 4104’s it won’t mean a thing to most people. Try Buffalo or Flxible and nearly everyone will get lost. Silversides, Scenicruiser, and many more will have no meaning to those who have not been bitten by the bug. The Bus Nut bug that is.
The sad thing I thought was that it might be something that will die out after the people over fifty are gone, but evidently that’s not the case it appears. My daughter who is no where near fifty has been bitten. What does she want? A Flxible. She took one look at one and lost her heart. There was an eighteen-year-old boy at the rally who had his own Silversides. There is hope for the future of this love affair for old buses.
So, what do we have? A GM PD4106 converted Greyhound. Yes, I love the bus almost as much as my husband and that is saying something. You see, he grew up on Greyhound buses, of all types from the mid fifties on. His dad was a driver for Dixie Greyhound for over thirty years. Did my husband follow in in his dad’s footsteps? No. He became a Network Engineer, but he never lost his love for those beautiful machines.