My first car was a 59 Rambler Ambassador that I recieved from my father upon graduation in 1962. I put that car through hell, but it just wouldn't quit, even when I pegged the speedometer at 120 for 5 straight miles and ripped the brushes out of the generator by doing it. Many times I would coast it backwards in neutral and slam the drive button in, flooring it just to squeal the tires. I desecrated it by applying an ugly black racing stripe along its whole length, attracting many a speed contest. My brother, furthering its decline, sideswiped a parked car with it while I was away in the Navy, creasing the entire driver's side from front to back. Its windows were left down all summer, even in the rain, and many a female aquaintence got to sample its tattered reclining seats, much to their dubious pleasure.Sadly, my Ambassador met it's ignominious end in 1965 at the auto auction in Langhorne, Pa. where I got only $100.00 for it! To this day I remember when my Dad picked it up all shiny and new from Luchetti Rambler in Pittston, Pa. It could have been my pride and joy forever, but unfortunatly I was just too immature. Today I would give anything to have it back! I can, however, take heart in the fact that many like yourselves are giving such a beautiful car the respect it deserves, respect that I wish I had given when I had the chance. I'm pasting a picture of the aforementioned Ambassador, the only picture I have left from what exists only in my memory. Maybe someone restored it. I'd like to think so!
Earl Bailey
Scranton, Pa.
So lets's here it, any one have a 59 Ambassador out there like Earl's old one? Email me @ AMCRC