First in a series…
This is a 1954 Pontiac station wagon. Our family had one and it’s the first family car I really remember riding in with my mom. Ours was a light green with dark green trim where the wood is on this model. We had it when we lived in St. Louis in the mid-1950’s and took it to Toledo where we traded it in for a brand new 1958 Ford Country Sedan.
I can still remember what the dashboard looked like. It had a big round radio speaker and I pretended it was my steering wheel. It had a standard column shift — automatic transmission was an expensive option in 1954 — and a big wayback for our dog Tupper.
Pontiacs were big in my dad’s family: my grandparents each had one, as did my uncle. His was the same year as ours, but it was bright red; my aunt called it “the tomato.” It’s probably one of the reasons I didn’t hesitate when I got my Pontiac thirty-five years later.