'59 Buick
The '59 Buick has always been one of my favorite American cars of the '50s. When I was very small I was allowed to ride my tricycle down the sidewalk two houses in either direction alone, and two houses to the east there was a driveway with a splendid '59. Everyday I'd trike down to sit behind the rear and admire those fins and big round taillights. One day I triked down and it was gone but instead of an empty space which simply meant the housewife owner had gone shopping there was a shiny new '63 Buick in the spot. I didn't know car brands at that time but it was clear to me that the owner had been duped into thinking new was better than beautiful. To this day I do not like '63 Buicks!
The '59 Buick has always been one of my favorite American cars of the '50s. When I was very small I was allowed to ride my tricycle down the sidewalk two houses in either direction alone, and two houses to the east there was a driveway with a splendid '59. Everyday I'd trike down to sit behind the rear and admire those fins and big round taillights. One day I triked down and it was gone but instead of an empty space which simply meant the housewife owner had gone shopping there was a shiny new '63 Buick in the spot. I didn't know car brands at that time but it was clear to me that the owner had been duped into thinking new was better than beautiful. To this day I do not like '63 Buicks!