In Memory of Dewey Carter


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Dewey Carter was a man who was well traveled, well versed and well known to many. His loss was one felt throughout the automotive community that he called home. Often the first one to show up and the last one to leave. He was always there to spin a tale or to offer his advice (whether it was solicited or not ha ha).


When I first joined the Pharoahs I did not know a soul in the club. Dewey being the man that he was immediately gravitated to me and started talking my ear off. Immediately nicknaming me “Murph” and telling me tales from his life that are frankly best kept to myself. I liked the man immediately. Equal parts caring and stubborn, proud and humble. He was a man of immense character. One moment looking a bit old and tired while 5 minutes later driving his old 49 Ford like a 20 year old psychopath.


He once told me he picked out his particular favorite cane because like Teddy Roosevelt he liked to “talk quietly and carry a big stick, only mine also has big brass balls on it”. Rather fitting for a man who I would literally never bet against.

Dewey was truly one of a kind. No one story I feel can sum him up. Hence I will leave it to others to fill out the tapestry that was Dewey Carter. He would have liked eaves dropping on what everyone had to say about him anyways. Dewey you are missed my friend,


“Murph”



Dewey: His primary career was a contractor. He held a Commercial/Residential license in California, Colorado, and Arizona.


Dewey’s hot rod interests were a mix of traditional and street rod. Primarily Fords. His 49 was his 2nd and best build. It’s loaded with plenty of old school tricks. Door poppers, siren horn, heated coils up front for a drop and a small block swap. And plenty of pinstriping and lots of chrome. Clearly influenced by the car culture of the time.


He told stories of his childhood growing up in Modesto, California. A few years younger than the guys running around town with hopped up cars and the early clubs. The Pharoahs for one! They influenced him greatly. Apparently, Steven Spielberg was a classmate a few years his senior. His hometown and surroundings influenced American Graffiti.


He was a part of an Aurora car club the RunnTuff Cruisers, a small group of friends. They attended many events. I was fortunate enough to go with him on a few occasions, such as Lamar, one of his favorites. Also the street rod national in Pueblo. We would meet at swap meets in search of needed parts to complete a project. It always amazed me how many people he knew in the hobby.


Most recently, his latest project was a 63 Studebaker Hawk. We went and recovered it and he spent the last few months tinkering with it in my shop. He was in the process of giving it the same personality of this current ride. Unfortunately, this one was not finished in time.


Dewey was my wife’s Aunt’s husband. We shared a common love of all things Hot Rod. I am happy to be the caretaker of his beloved “49”, now called “Dewey”.


Robert Huck

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Dewey was born on June 7, 1944 in Chowchilla, California.


Early Stories: He picked cotton as a young child to help support his family. He also rode his horse to elementary school with his rifle so after school he could shoot rabbits with his friends to have for dinner. He went to Modesto High School in Modesto, California.


He was a kind, generous, thoughtful, car-loving guy. He was dedicated to his wife Linda and supported her during her four year courageous battle with cancer. One of Dewey’s very first Facebook posts says it all – “It’s in my blood”.


Kelly Huck

Papa I have so many emotions going on right now in my head and my heart. You have been in my life for 35 years. You were so broken this past year without Mom. I wanted nothing more for you to be happy and I know it was hard for you. You had your car club friends and special friends and I was happy for you that you had them.


I was watching you get weaker and weaker as the months went on. But now you are at peace and knowing you are with mom gives me comfort. Now you are cruising in the heavenly skies with Mom by your side. Hand in hand and knowing you are Happy again.


I love you Papa and I will miss you .


Polly Cade


We first met Dewey when the Pharoahs Car Club Of Colorado was brought back to Colorado. Dewey signed up with the car club without hesitation. Little did we know at that time, but Dewey was originally from Modesto where the Pharaohs had started. We attended many car shows, Cruise-Ins, and Club gathering’s together. Dewey would stop by the house from time to time.


Dewey was a True Genuine Hot Rodder! The wife and I truly enjoyed our time with Dewey! We know he is up in heaven with his wife, whom he missed so much when she passed.


Dewey my friend, you will truly be missed! We will miss our story time, you teasing the twins, but most of all, our friendship. We love you very much brother Dewey. Rest in peace my friend.


Rick and Patrice Nixon