This 1963 Chrysler 300 Sport Convertible is truly a sad, but not-so lonely wreck. While I was leaving Honest Gary’s Used Car Emporium, I noticed it and asked Gary about it. He said I could take some pictures and look, but told me it was not for sale in a rather unusual and melancholy way. I asked why, and he said “It was my Dad’s first new car, and my first car. It means too much to me to let go of it.” I told him that I understood his rationale and motive for wanting to keep it.
Lest any of you readers not be familiar with this fine car, and since it’s mostly covered with a tarp, here’s how it looked in its youth, thanks to pacesetr’s Photostream.
Gary went over to show me the interior of the 300. He started rambling about all the memories he had in it. Some were commonplace, others were quite unusual. But, memories are memories; among them were memories family picnics and beach trips, losing stuff like toys, money, food, and crayons, among other things, and weekend family vacations as a kid. He also fondly remembered Sunday cruises and beer runs later in life, in this car.
Gary also liked the 300 as a design piece. His favorite part of the exterior was the rear end, because it looked understated, classy, highly-detailed, and contemporary to him. Even when looking through a modern design view, his views on its design still hold true.
Gary is so nostalgic about this car that he wouldn’t even sell me any trim, emblems, or badges, like the example shown above. He said he will probably keep it with him until the day he dies. He said that he will restore it someday, perhaps when the Second Great Depression, I mean the Great Recession, ends. Someday, someday.
“Parting is such sweet sorrow.” -William Shakespeare