New Orleans, LA — I’ve always had a weakness for 60s automobiles. Perhaps because I grew up during that era, and, as a kid, would read all the car magazines I could get my hands on. I remember reading Hot Rod and Car Craft, and tearing out the centerfold photos of drag race cars to hang on my wall.
Back then, I could identify almost any car’s make, model, and year. It wasn’t as difficult as it sounds. For the most part, there weren’t many imports on the road then, and most of the vehicles you’d see were manufactured by the Big Three automakers — Ford, GM, and Chrysler.
Later, in adult life, I was able to somewhat indulge my passion for 60s cars, and at one time, actually owned several that I kept in a warehouse, among them a couple of ’67 Olds Toronados, a ’67 Dodge Charger, a ’65 T-Bird, and best of all, a bright-red ’66 Corvette convertible.
These cars were all manufactured in the era of cheap gas and before catalytic converters and other horsepower-robbing pollution controls, so they all had monster V-8s and were a blast to drive.
But of course, maintaining a fleet of vintage cars was a classic “money pit” situation, especially for someone like me with limited funds and no mechanical skills, so I ended up selling them off one by one, generally losing money on each, except for the Corvette, which had appreciated in value over the two years that I owned it.
All this brings me to today’s Instagram, a photograph of a ’65 Pontiac Bonneville I happened across in New Orleans’ funky Bywater neighborhood. I’ve always had a soft spot for the ’65 Bonneville, probably because my dad owned one back in ’65, and I always loved the lines and styling.
My dad’s Bonneville was a color called Midnight Blue, and this one was Turquoise, but no less cool.
Thanks for the memories.