Cars of Your Childhood (Cars Your Family Owned When You Were A Child) - Model Year Optional; No Repeats
1968 Buick Sportwagon
1962 Purple Oldsmobile
1981(?) Chevy Citation
1982 yellow Camaro Z28
196x Renault
1967 beige Opel station wagon (we drove it from Queens to Montreal that year, for Expo '67)
1978 Thunderbird - a massive car which was like driving your living room around because it had couches for seats and was great for …err… the drive-in.
1968 Pontiac Catalina. My first car. The thing was a tank and like Sparky said was like driving your living room around. We could scrunch seven or eight people in there easy and everyone almost had enough room to breathe.
Cars of Your Childhood (Cars Your Family Owned When You Were A Child) - Model Year Optional; No Repeats
1968 Buick Sportwagon
1962 Purple Oldsmobile
1981(?) Chevy Citation
1982 yellow Camaro Z28
196x Renault
1967 beige Opel station wagon (we drove it from Queens to Montreal that year, for Expo '67)
1978 Thunderbird - a massive car which was like driving your living room around because it had couches for seats and was great for …err… the drive-in.
1968 Pontiac Catalina. My first car. The thing was a tank and like Sparky said was like driving your living room around. We could scrunch seven or eight people in there easy and everyone almost had enough room to breathe.
Cars of Your Childhood (Cars Your Family Owned When You Were A Child) - Model Year Optional; No Repeats
1968 Buick Sportwagon
1962 Purple Oldsmobile
1981(?) Chevy Citation
1982 yellow Camaro Z28
196x Renault
1967 beige Opel station wagon (we drove it from Queens to Montreal that year, for Expo '67)
1978 Thunderbird
1968 Pontiac Catalina
1975 Cadillac Calais
My father loved that car (similar to this, but with a gold vinyl roof) more than any human in his life. We traveled to D.C. and Philadelphia in it during the Bicentennial and at the time many bigshots and dignitaries used those vehicles, so we got waived through in a couple of places where others had to wait in line (not knowing why at first). Of course if they could have looked in and seen there were a pack of Alabamians and their dog and smelled the cow feed from when my father used it in feeding his cows and seen the brine shrimp Gehenna on the upholstery from my Sea Monkeys spilling they probably would have figured out we weren’t that high up in the Ford Admin after all.
It had two doors, it was huge, it had black leather seats and a grille that would have scared Christine, and we named it “Vito” because my mom called it her “Mafia staff car.” I loved that car. She promised I could have it when I turned 16, but changed her mind when I actually did because it was a gas guzzler and too big. I ended up with a '70 Mustang, so that wasn’t so bad, but I still wish I could have had Vito for my very own.
Anybody who ever spilled Sea Monkeys can tell you that all those damned little dried up exoskeletons are next to impossible to get up with a quick vacuum.
Cars of Your Childhood (Cars Your Family Owned When You Were A Child) - Model Year Optional; No Repeats
1968 Buick Sportwagon
1962 Purple Oldsmobile
1981(?) Chevy Citation
1982 yellow Camaro Z28
196x Renault
1967 beige Opel station wagon (we drove it from Queens to Montreal that year, for Expo '67)
1978 Thunderbird
1968 Pontiac Catalina
1975 Cadillac Calais
1970 Lincoln Continental Coupe
1978 Toyotoa Corolla
When gas became too expensive (at over $1 per gallon) to drive the Cadillac everywhere, my father bought this car. It was ugly and cramped but got 30+ mpg and was damned near indestructible. My sister owned it into the 1990s by which time it had 200k+ miles and was still running well when she sold it.