Pierce-Arrow Motor Car Company

Very nice.

And my grandmother, Nelson, my father's side, she loved the Pierce Arrow.

She talked about all of the old stuff and just had a passion.

And she was one of those people who were so gifted that she could hear a few details, put things together, and just ignite your enthusiasm about chasing your dreams.

Let's go back to Labor Day weekend, September 1921.

Roscoe decides he needs a little break from the crazy schedule in L.A., packs up his custom-built Pierce Arrow, a touring car, The car costs more than most working class families made in 10 years, trust me.

Drives up the coast to San Francisco with a couple of his pals.

They check into the St. Francis Hotel right on Union Square.

In a few weeks, Fatty Arbuckle went from being the most famous, beloved comedian on earth to a broke, ruined outcast.

He'd spent over $100,000, which is worth millions today, on legal fees, defending his life against all these bullshit charges.

He was forced to sell his home, sell that beautiful car, the Pierce Arrow, sell his possessions just to pay for his lawyers and avoid bankruptcy.

And for the next 10 years, he lived in the shadows, blacklisted from acting.

Not only would he not recognize Northampton, he would run away on foot.

He wouldn't even wait for his driver or his Maxwell or his Pierce Arrow to drive him away.

He'd flee on foot to get out of Northampton.

There won't be any more mayors of Northampton like Calvin Coolidge, to say the least.

By the way...

I hope you know how to drive a Pierce Arrow, Mr.

Dollar.

Pierce? Or did you think perhaps Haskins would drive us up to the lake?

Then Eric caught up with us and announced that Haskins had created the statue and placed it in the car.

You know, I was curious about that car, so we went out to the garage and inspected it.

It was a Pierce Arrow, all right.

Vintage of 1928, complete with headlights on top of the fenders and as bright and shiny as the day was made.

He lived in the home for many years before tragically meeting his demise.

In 1914, Albert invested in the family's first car, a Pierce Arrow touring car that was capable of hauling around up to seven people.

But on the first day of August, Albert, his daughter Mary, and the family's chauffeur took a drive to see how the car went.

Several friends went on the ride as well.

When I pulled up across the street from her place, I noticed a big car, as big as the average garage and older than last year's college graduate, parked in front.

It was a black Pierce-Arrow, and someone with a mouthful of cigar hulked behind the wheel.

The cigar was pointed at me as I crossed the street.

And when I went up the stairs to Angie's door, it was still pointed at me.

But don't count on it, brother.

Don't count on it.

[instrumental music] As I went down the front steps, the cigar and the black Pierce-Arrow lined up on me again and followed me as I crossed the street and got into my car.

It was still pointing at me as I drove away, but after all, the street was public property, and the guy could smoke a cigar if he wanted to Well, by the time I knocked on the front door of the Rollins home, I was braced for a deluge of tears and a session of red-eyed hysteria.

Before a week elapsed you would have taken the time, labour and interest to learn how to run it, not merely any old way but the best way for that particular make of car.

Five makes of human cars There are five types of human cars, differing as definitely in size, shape and structure as Fords differ from Pierce Arrows.

Each human type differs as widely in its capacities, possibilities and aptitudes as a Ford differs from a Pierce Arrow.

Like the Ford or Pierce Arrow, the externals indicate these functions with unfailing accuracy.