

Cord came from Chicago and his sales knowledge turned everything around-not just from sales but to building cars and becoming an entrepreneur,” says Walter Fisher, communications and marketing manager for the museum.ĭownload the mobile app to plan on the go. Yet, Cord’s savvy knowledge helped him sell his dream to the world. By 1930, new car dealerships were popping up at the rate of five per day.

The Auburn Cord Duesenberg Automobile Museum details the company’s history and highlights how Cord’s export department cultivated dealers in 93 countries and U.S. | Photo courtesy of The Auburn Cord Duesenberg Automobile Museum The Cord L-29 was the first front wheel drive car offered to the public. Three years later, the Cord L-29 became the first mass-produced front wheel drive automobile available to the public in the U.S. He purchased the Duesenberg Company in 1926 and employed its famous founders, August and Frederick Duesenberg.

Cord began working at the company, now called the Auburn Automobile Company, and by the end of 1925 he was in complete control. The story of automobiles in Auburn began in 1904 when the local Eckhart Carriage Company started making horseless carriages. Back then, each car on the road was a rolling work of art, and many of them were hand-built by pioneering designers and engineers from this very city. He then shakes hands with the Mayor, puts on his coat and walks out the town hall with his wife and child: ‘I am now going home to celebrate with my family.During a 12-hour drive to Auburn, Indiana, I try to imagine the emergence of automobiles into the landscape at the turn of the 20th century. With a big grin on his face and his little girl in his arms, Karboub poses in front of his wife's camera. ‘Now it has come and I am a proud and happy man. ‘I have long waited for this day to come’, Karboub says, holding a piece of cheese in his hands. With the ceremony over, it is time for congratulations and typical Dutch drinks with cheese and liver sausage. ‘Syrup waffles!’ all 17 newly Dutch citizens call out. Especially when he receives an answer to his question ‘Anyone know what this is?’, to which he pulls out a can from the goodie bag that everyone is to receive at the end and holds it in the air. One by one the naturalisation candidates take an oath or make an affirmation, some more smoother and audible than others. When the Mayor finishes his crash course in Dutch traditions, the moment has finally arrived: ‘the Declaration of Solidarity’. My own education did not go any further than primary school.’ Syrup waffles Karboub has applied for this at the same time as his own naturalisation application. His daughter, too, will get Dutch nationality today. He and his second wife have a little girl, and a second baby is on the way. The marriage did not last, but Karboub has since remarried. That is what my parents had taught me.’ Karboub, who now works as a butcher, feels at home in the Netherlands: ‘Voorburg feels like my own village in Morocco.’ Good future He settled in the Netherlands, where he got married in 2004: ‘You have to do everything with your whole heart. ‘As a fisherman I saw many places in Europe’. ‘I wanted to see more of the world, so I decided to go sailing’, Karboub says. Everyone listens attentively to the Mayor as he talks about the Netherlands, its flatness, the tulips and the peculiarities of its inhabitants: ‘This will probably sound familiar, the lunch box where during lunch they pull out a whole wheat sandwich with cheese.’ On the background his story is accompanied by a presentation of typical Dutch scenes, such as the three windmills near Stompwijk, skaters on natural ice and the arrival of Sinterklaas. Friends and family have gathered round them on small chairs. The benches, normally for the city councillors, have been reserved today especially for them. In the old town hall of municipality Leidschendam-Voorburg, Karboub, together with 16 other naturalisation candidates, is ready for the naturalisation ceremony.
