Standin' on the Corner Park

I have had that Eagles song in my ears my whole life, so standing on the actual corner was the stop I was looking forward to most. The flatbed Ford is parked right there, red, exactly where the song puts it. We lined the trucks up along the street for a photo the way the block would have looked back then, and there is an original 1955 Texaco station downtown that nobody had warned me about. It was every bit as good as I had built it up to be.