The Wonders of Photography

My brother Ron wondered if he could ever find out what car he rode home in after he was born in June, 1948. He lamented how it's too late to ask anyone because everyone who knew has died. Well, they may have died, bless their souls, but a picture comes to the rescue! This is a shot of me (at the bottom) and my two older sisters and the family Mercury during one of the big snowstorms of the late forties in the Dakotas. And, since that Merc is in the picture, we know Dad hadn't switched to Kaisers yet. Do you know what car you rode home in after you were born?