See that massive avocado-colored ’78 Plymouth Fury there? And see how it’s parked in front of what looks like a train station? The Los Feliz Passenger Station? Well here’s a truth bomb for you: That’s not a real train station! Well, I mean, it sort of is, but it’s not like the train there is public transportation. It’s one of those tiny park trains for kid rides and stuff, and just loops around Griffith Park. I used to take my kid there all the time when I lived in LA, like five minutes away from there. And you can’t normally park where the Fury is. So don’t be fooled! That family isn’t heading up to Fresno in that thing!
Maybe they’re not trying to deceive us. I’m not really sure. But it’s not often I’ll find an old brochure photo that’s in a location I know exactly and have been before, so I was excited, you see.
Also, I want to note how strange it is to see such an aggressive name like “Fury” rendered in that wedding-invite script up there. But 1970s typography loved that crap, especially for car badging. That’s just about extinct now.
Also note the no-break-a-nail bit in the text there, too. I guess that was once an issue?