Third in the series…

The 1963 Ford Country Squire.  Ours was dark brown with a light brown interior, delivered from Bob Reese Motor Sales of Toledo in October 1962.  It was our first fake-wood-grain-paneled wagon, and it had the third seat in the wayback for our trips to Michigan in the summer and winter.  Still no AC.

This was the first car I got to drive.  My dad taught me how to park it in the garage, and that wasn’t an easy task for a car this long in a space that had been designed for a horse-drawn carriage or a Model T.  I never got to drive it on the highway, though I did cruise around the private roads up in Michigan.  It handled like a cloud.