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1936
Plymouth Sedan
While the depression was devastating to most American auto
companies, Chrysler Corporation seemed to be living through it better
than most. Despite the market crash of '29, Plymouth sales were booming
by the early '30s. This was partly because Chrysler was technologically
ahead of the competition and starting in 1930 all Chrysler, Dodge, and
DeSoto dealerships were given Plymouth franchises. This made a Plymouth
agency almost as easy to find as a Ford store.

Although Ford wowed the public in 1932 with their V8 answer
to Chevrolet's OHV six, the Chrysler products offered all steel bodies
and hydraulic brakes. These features were not yet available on Fords or
Chevys. The Plymouth also could be ordered with an economical and somewhat
tricky "free wheeling" feature. Once the freewheeling is engaged,
any slowing action that could be derived from compression "wind-down"
is eliminated and once the brakes have heated to the point of fading,
you're on your own! This writer well remembers frantically trying to disengage
this wear and gas saving devise while flying down a steep San Francisco
hill in a friend's '31 Plymouth coupe back in the '60s. Though I finally
regained control of the car, I almost died of fright!
1934 saw both the production of the millionth Plymouth and
the ill-fated yet well-ahead-of-its-time Airflow models. While the Airflows,
with their art-deco-cum-Buck-Rodgers-Rocket-Ship styling and "interlocked"
unitized body and frame, were too advanced for the general public, they
set the pace for the rest of the decade's auto styling at Chrysler and
had a considerable influence on car design around the world. In 1935,
Chrysler Corporation exceeded it's 1929 sales record though the actual
numbers were still well below both Ford and GM.
The 1936 Plymouth was basically a restyle of the '35 model.
The grille was a bit more rounded, and many of the details were Airflow-ized.
Though Ford was still careening through life with Henry's old buggy spring
suspension and mechanical brakes, it's V8 power sparkled when compared
to Plymouth's plodding 217 cu. in. six. Plymouth developed the image of
the solid, dependable and under stressed family car. A good piece of transportation
for civil servants, traveling salesmen and prudent motorists. Styling
could be considered conservative and utilitarian rather than sleek or
sporting.
John Rossi of San Mateo rebuilt this clean, dark blue '36
two-door. The car is what we refer to as a "street restoration".
That is, a car that has been rebuilt, repainted and reupholstered, but
not to a quality that would force the owner to keep the car in a bag and
trailer it from show to show. John rebuilt the car to drive on a daily
basis. It's been featured in an ABC news special in a simulation of early
postwar small town life and was driven to and from Hot August Nights in
Reno, Nevada a day after these pictures were shot.
John found the car years ago at a crusty used-car lot. The
styling, with the two-door "trunkback" body appealed to him
and the $900 price seemed more than fair. This was not the first collector
car in the Rossi household. John had bought and sold a Jag 3.8 Mark II
and a '25 Dodge roadster and still owns a '34 Caddy that was purchased
and restored since the work on the Plymouth.
The mechanical work was farmed out to a fellow in Redwood
City, that has long since retired, while John tackled the body and dark
blue paint at home in his garage. Burke's Upholstery did the interior.
Anyone that has restored anything other than a Ford, Chevy or one of the
more popular collector cars can appreciate how time consuming and expensive
it is to find the "proper" parts and how creative one can get
when faced with a quest for the impossible.
For instance, the car was missing some now extinct (and probably
never to be reproduced) trunk lid hinges. A trip to the marine supply
store provided hatch cover hinges with a similar action that were reshaped
a bit then replated. Points off at the Concours for sure, but just right
for a street cruiser.
The Classic Drive
Come along and we'll take a drive around town. The large
doors on the two-door sedan offer easy entry to both the front and back
seat. I had almost forgotten that at one time, in the "old days"
a passenger could enter the back seat while someone was still sitting
in the front seat. The rear seating area is both tall and wide, while
it's a bit cozy in the front seat where the body narrows. It never fails
to amaze me that Chrysler product dashboards, especially from this era,
are filled with art deco flourishes and cute little styling details. This
'36 had these wonderful little plastic dash knobs that looked for the
entire world like silver rimmed polished rocks. The radio was strange
enough to be part of Dr. Zarkov's laboratory in a Flash Gordon serial.
Crack the starter and the little six comes to life. It has
that characteristic Chrysler deep whirring that brings to mind a forklift
or stationary engine. John's '36 has a floor mounted shifter with a non-stock
crystal knob. Slide it into low, let out the clutch and we're off onto
the street. While these engines produce bags of torque at the low end,
they run out of poop early in the RPM range, forcing early upshifts. Once
one gets used to this and understands that the car is supposed to be in
high gear most of the time, it all does fall into perspective.
There are some formidable hills in western San Mateo and
a simple downshift to second is all that's needed to climb any of them.
No need to worry about keeping the revs up, as this ol' Plymouth has torque
like an electric trolley at the bottom end. You just can't rush it!
The handling is pretty good by contemporary standards - not
as darting or prone to lean as a Ford or as loose as a "Knee-Action"
suspended Chevrolet. The brakes stop the little sedan in plenty of time.
The all-steel body seems solid and strong with few squeaks and moans.
It's easy to see why these cars were so popular with salesmen and government
agencies.
John has since sold the Plymouth in order to finance a move
to the country. Hopefully the new owner will use it regularly and derive
as much pleasure out of it as John Rossi did.
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