One day in May of 1967, my parents surprised us by bringing home a green & white 1955 Chevy convertible. I didn’t know how or where they found it, or whom they bought it from, and I certainly wasn’t asked for my opinion beforehand. I was of driving age and my siblings weren’t far behind. Since my folks owned a ’65 Pontiac Bonneville, this old Chevy was for us “kids.”
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