My dad has always been a total car nut. For better or worse, he instilled it in all his children. He is a hard-working guy who always puts his family first and never indulged in something for himself. We decided to change that on Father’s Day back in 2010.
We searched for months to find the perfect classic car for him. His particular itch is the big fin cars from the 1950’s. These cars used to wonder the highways and bi-ways with grace and fashion that was befitting something with two doors and has the same length as a modern Chevy Suburban.
After much searching and hunting we found the perfect car! An avid Oldsmobile collector was willing to part with his mint condition 1959 Oldsmobile Dynamic 88 2-door hard top. Finished in Tuxedo Black with enough chrome to blind onlookers on a sunny day it was, and still is magnificent.
We hauled the car home, had it licensed and insurance and hid it around the corner from the house on Father’s Day. We had the whole family over for a Father’s Day party. All the aunts, uncles and cousins were over. Towards the end of the day, we lumbered the big car into the driveway and parked it while everyone was still in the backyard. We called my dad out to the front and his jaw hit the floor.
For the next 20 minuets we had to explain that we didn’t rent the car for him. We bought it for him (albeit, with his money). Tears were shed (of joy).
My dad still laughs manically every time he sees the car for the first time after winter storage. He loves that car so much; it has become a part of who he is. He will happily tell anyone the story of how he was surprised with the other love of his life.