Cadillac on Cinder Blocks

My grandparents lived down the street at 321 Eugenie and one Thanksgiving in the 50's we were parked across the street by the school yard.  When my dad went out for the car (on a very cold-snowy night), he found his '58 Cadillac sitting on cinder blocks.  It was a horrible time for my folks, but it's been a - I hate to say - a wonderful memory for me. I'm sure my grandfather spent many an evening here.