A 56 Chevy. Wow. I remember one around that age, in the small town where I met my husband in 1974, some kid had taken it under his wing and loved it back to life. Painted it white and candy-apple red. It was beautiful. May have been a 55, I'm not certain.
My first school was just a regular schoolhouse in town. Cafeteria was downstairs, and when I was in first grade, lunch at school cost 10 cents. Had an auditorium where we gave our first grade "recital" in which I got to play ... wait for it ... the TRIANGLE! lol
Don't even remember the first computer I owned. Hubbs had a Radio Shack Color Computer in about 1981, with which you could do exactly nothing. At that same time, I was learning to write SAS on an IBM 370 mainframe at the University of Georgia. IBM DOS PCs were just beginning to be sold to businesses and rich people. Price for the first PC bought at my current employer was $5,495. This was the IBM PC-AT, which had a 10Mb hard drive and dual floppy disk drives, if I'm not mistaken.
A bit later I always had PCs at work, and usually work furnished me a "luggable" (Compaq, weighed about 30 pounds) or a laptop (after such things existed), so I didn't need to own one of my own. Think the first one I actually owned may have been some old piece of junk I bought from work once we cycled it out for something newer. I bought it because I needed to write an application for my husband's work - I wrote a hotel maintenance management app in dBase III+, so that would have been about 1987.
After that, at work, we used PCs with the original version of Windows, then Windows 286, and on and on through Windows 95, 98, 2000, XP, and now I'm pretty much stuck on Windows 7. Don't like Windows 8 or 10. Did use a Macintosh in the Advertising Dept. at work for graphics ads and such. Remember learning to use Aldus PageMaker was about the most amazing thing I'd done in my life to that point. You could produce a document that looked like it had been professionally typeset with that software. Don't know of anything like it out there now, but that's outside the scope of my work these days anyway.
In 2000 I bought a Sony Vaio like one I'd had at work - still think that was the nicest machine I ever had, for what it could do at the time I had it. It had a flat-screen Trinitron monitor. Beautiful for the time, built in speakers that sounded as good as the stereo in my house.
Learned to drive on a 1971 Ford Maverick that belonged to my Aunt Dezzie. Yes, Dezzie. Bless her heart. She was about the sweetest person you'd ever want to meet. Got my license the day after my 16th birthday. When we went to DMV on my birthday, they insisted that I had to get a permit before I could get a license. So I got my permit that day, then came back the next day and got my license. How's that for bureaucracy?