Noecker Buick-Pontiac-Opel, Hudson, NY.
Puc Vickers Motors, Buick-GMC, Huntington, TN.
The Motor Sales Co., Baltimore, MD.
Schepel Buick-Opel, Crown Point, IN.
Richey Buick-Opel-Pontiac, Leesburg, FL.
Samson Buick-Opel, Pittsburgh, PA.
Cornelius Buick-Pontiac-Opel, Fairfield, CA.
Dioter, Buick-Chevrolet, Bayamon, Puerto Rico.
Pierce Buick, Hartford, CT.
Waller Buick, Nashville, TN.
Good memories .
-Nate
I have to believe that the two VW Type I on the Richey Buick-Opel-Pontiac used car lot were trade-ins on new Opels. I can’t imagine someone trading in a Bug on an Electra.
25 or so years after that picture was taken I went from an ’86 VW GTI to a ’88 Buick LeSabre T-Type. (But then back to a Jetta (’95)…)
Dioter had an unusual combination with Buick and Chevrolet. Chevrolet – Oldsmobile and Buick – Pontiac – GMC were much more common.
Selling Opels at Buick dealers always seemed like a mismatch to me.
Nice nighttime shot my local Buick dealer, Fields Buick, that was in an old building in or near Riverdale, MD
My , then dream car. “Opal GT” in “Hudson NY”! Must a been a “Sunday”, morn @ the “Baltimore” place. Nary a sign of life.
Thanks for the “Pgh”, shot. Don’t see many from that neck of the woods.
Thanks for sharing these old postcards. I wonder if there any postcard from the 1980s?
NEW BUICKs reminds me of the old PLAN AHEAd meme.
Thanks! I was hoping for Terry Buick, Huntington Beach, CA. My Skylark was sold new there.
Two Opel GT’s…I feel spoiled.
Now I understand why Lincoln/Mercury brought the Capri in from Europe.
Either would be fine with me!!
The daughter of the Burlington, NC Buick dealer was my classmate back in the 1950s and 1960s. Elizabeth was a down to earth girl and I had a crush on her in 4th grade. Our teacher had to be away for a half day and Elizabeth’s dad came to sit with our class that afternoon. He entertained us with stories while the teacher was away and decided to have us all out to his big estate for a party near the end of that school year. We got to see the outside of his mansion that was a reproduction of an 18th century Pennsylvania farmhouse, but the party was held by his lake and guest house. It was quite a memorable afternoon. Elizabeth continued in public school and was my dance partner for one of those years in music class. She told me I had two left feet with a big smile, but never complained. She was in art class with me in middle school and she was always drawing happy faces before happy faces was a thing. Her dad adopted that and put the smiling face on a big lighted and revolving sign at his dealership. Elizabeth disappeared after 8th grade. Her dad sent her to finishing school somewhere and I never saw her again. I had a morning paper route my junior year in high school and the Price house was on my route, but the family no longer lived in the big mansion. They had moved into a small ranch house in a middle class neighborhood. I often wondered about the family, but never had contact with any of them after that. The dealership was sold several years later.