A couple of nights ago I was cruising through a small town close to my home and noticed a smalll gathering of classic cars. They are often parked there as there is an old-time drive-in burger joint next door to this particular parking lot. What really stood out was this one station wagon dressed in widow black. I had to find out what it was and pulled an old-fashioned u-ey to go back for further investigation.
What I found was one very original (except for the wheels) ’68 Dodge Polara Wagon. Nothing fancy about this long roof that would make it stand out in a crowd, it was just a basic wagon and the type of which I’m rather fond of. It was still dressed in the original paint complete with all the door dings, scratches and minor blemishes. As I was admiring it, I imagined it with the original black steelies that were probably covered by a full wheel cover of some sort. Under the hood sat a 383 two barrel mated to a torqueflite and the owner informed me it was the original mill and tranny.
Now to the good part, the current owner told me the car’s story which I found to be quite interesting. It seems that this car was bought new by a local funeral home and spent most of its life hauling all the flowers for the many funerals it has seen. I watched as the owner’s wife fired it up and drove away, smooth and whisper quiet. How fitting for the duty it was purchased for.