Woody Rutter figures as long as he has his 1949 Plymouth Special Deluxe wagon around, some of his favorite childhood memories will never be far from his mind. Even today, more than half century after he spent summers with his grandmother, bouncing over the bumpy Nantucket Island roads, he can still sense those same familiar summertime aromas and enjoy the same good vibrations the Plymouth offered so long ago.
"I get in it, and it smells the same ... You get in and all of a sudden your senses are triggered and your memory is triggered," Rutter says. "It's a Sunday afternoon and my brothers and sisters and I are riding with my grandma to go get an ice cream cone ... or, of course, going to the beach in our salty swimming suits."
Rutter, a retired private school headmaster from Beaufort, S.C., has had the big Plymouth since the late 1960s when his grandmother died, but he figures it will always be Grandma's car.
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