Cars

I learned to drive in a Ford that belonged to John Marshall.  Dale Sallee taught the driving class which , if you passed the course, meant you could get get a drivers license when you were 15 1/2 years old.  My brother owned a cream colored 49 Ford Tudor and an old Indian Motorcycle when he came back from the Air Force. I learned to drive both long before I could drive either one legally.

The very first car that I can remember owning was a brand new 1953 Chevy, Tudor, Hardtop, Convertible.  It was jet black with a cream top, had every feature offered on a Chevy and cost all of 1200 dollars including tax from a new car dealer in Edmond, Okla.  Gas was 16.9 for full service, I could do math in my head, and I could use a slide rule. A truck that belonged to the post office crashed into my car while it was parked(thank god I wasn't driving)!

I traded what was left of one Chevy for another Chevy from the same dealer. This time it was an all black 1957 Belair, Tudor, Hardtop, Convertible.. It had a black and silver interior and was my first V-8.

The worst car I ever owned was a Nash Rambler American station wagon.  It was the only car we ever bought after reading all the test results from consumer reports. It died less than three months later when my wife crashed into the back of a '55 Ford.  The Ford required a rear bumper and an alignment for good measure, the Rambler was a total wreck and had to be towed to the dealer.

We purchased a white Chevy II station wagon from a downtown dealer which we finally traded for a white 1965 Dodge Polara Convertible. It came with a red interior and was top of the line.
By then I was driving a blue Oldsmobile F85 and my wife always drove the Dodge. To say that she loved that car is an understatement, that is until she totaled it with our two sons in the back seat. We never owned another convertible after the wreck.   Of course the wreck had to happen in Ada, Okla.  That's when we purchased a white 1967 Pontiac Bonneville, Hardtop, Convertible. Nothing before or since has been that big! 
The last time I saw that car was in 1969.
There were other cars, not the least of which was a 1967 chocolate brown Oldsmobile 442 Cutlass hardtop coupe.  I bought it at Meador Oldsmobile in Ft Worth,.Tex. The only concession I made was an automatic transmission instead of a Hurst 4 speed. I can also say it was the last car that I fell in love with before I bought it. I guess when you've had the very best, everything else is just another car.