But I was a kid. I didn’t have a car until 1968, so it was the license tag itself that fascinated me. They were just the right size to put on the front and back of a Tonka toy truck, if you could talk your parents out of them. And if you could figure out a way to mount them.
This particular set was among my grandfather’s possessions that we sifted through years ago. This was apparently his license number in 1953. He was a notoriously bad driver, so it’s a bit of miracle that he had a car he could put tags on.
By the way, it would be much more difficult to pull this off today. The Idaho Transportation Department isn’t keen on providing lists of names associated with license plates. It’s a privacy issue.