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During the first month of the Mount Dora Ghost Walk, we were surprised
by the sporadic appearance of a spooky white Cadillac hearse. It drove
around town very slowly, surrounded by a mystifying green neon light,
and with ominous dark music preceding it everywhere it went. The hearse
often stopped to greet the audience, which added a nice touch. As it
turned out, the owner was a local merchant who used the vehicle as an
advertisement tool for his skeleton T-shirt business. He simply loved
to take his ride out to spook the patrons of Mount Dora, on Halloween
or night (or any night for that matter). One night he stopped by the
museum and gave us a crash course on the fun and joy of hearse
ownership. We were hooked. |
I am still asking myself:
"What was I thinking when the idea of buying an old hearse came to my head?"
It was probably all related to being inundated with ghoulish
memories while preparing for the Mount Dora ghost Walk, or perhaps it
was Andrew Mullen's fanatical obsession with our project. He would not
stop talking about coffins, hearses, and graves. All of this helped to
keep this crazy notion growing.
During our Halloween prop buying frenzy, we started looking online for
vehicles. We started looking more out of curiosity rather than with any
intent to purchase. Many of the hearses we saw were far away or listed
at very prohibited prices, so no attention was given to the results of
this early search. However, one fateful day, while searching on Ebay I
saw a peculiar looking Cadillac hearse that was located in Mount Dora.
I researched this one until I found the man who was selling it. I was
expecting to meet Herman Munster himself. Instead, I befriended the
"Albert Einstein" of classic cars. |
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He was a professional car collector and dealer who had sold of hundreds of unique and rare models to car collectors all around the world. He was more than happy to meet with me and talk about hearses. While I was there I was able to see his fabulous museum of classic and vintage cars that were all in mint condition. I could not afford the prices of such gems, but he told me I had "struck gold" that day, as he needed to get rid of the hearse to make room for a more rare car. As it turned out, the hearse was an exception in his inventory as it was the only car in his career that had not been restored. it was in need of a lot of work and ready to go at a ridiculously low price. I decided the hearse was right for me.
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