When I lived in Iowa in the early sixties, I spent quite a bit of time in the country, but I never saw a station wagon at a farm. It was always a sedan and a pickup. The station wagon’s booming popularity in the 1950s was with suburban families, but farmers liked a sedan for the missus to drive and with which to go to church on Sundays.
Given this guy’s clothes and hat, he’s probably a salesman or such.
Did I possibly miss one? Possibly, but the overwhelming ubiquity of sedans and pickups parked by the garage or shed made a lasting impression. And no; no convertibles or hardtops.
Meanwhile my school friend’s family had a ’56 Ford wagon like this, but the upscale version.