The year is 1969, you just got back from the war, thankfully mostly unscathed, mentally and physically. You are flush with cash, you get a high paying job at a local GM factory with a good wage and top notch benefits and a pension. Life is good.
You are tired of riding the bus so you stop off at you local chevy dealer, so many choices. Being a young guy you want something that will really Rip. Camaro or Chevelle… Or do we get really froggy and get a corvette? Tough choices they are.
Momma always told you to be sensible so you get a nice Camaro, nothing too flashy like an SS, with a modest 350 engine and a 3 speed on the column and sensible 4 wheel drum brakes and no power steering. Hey your a strong guy, and you know what was tough? The war. Luxuries like power steering are not an extravagance that is needed nor wanted.
Life is good.
Its late 1972 and you are married with a child on the way, her old 65 mustang is on its last legs so you go down to your local GM dealer to get a family car. Do we skimp and get the biscane? Or do we treat ourselves to a caprice? After all the horn of plenty is well and the money is coming in just fine. You have worked hard, lets treat ourself to a caprice. 350, auto, PS.PB, but lets not get too crazy here, no AC.
These are some bountiful times we are living in!
Its 1975 and the camaro is just about rusted out but that is not a problem because times are good and the horn of plenty is still providing for your wife and 3 kids. Being a bit older and even more sensible you decide to take over the 73 caprice to drive to work and get mother a new 76 caprice kingswood wagon. The factory work is going well and you have been promoted to a hot new line and your union has just negotiated a killer raise.
You decide to go all out, 400ci engine, 3 speed auto, and you even decide to splurge on ac. You take this car on many family vacations using your plentiful vacation time and everyone is enjoying the scenery and mom and dad are enjoying their well deserved smokes. Hamburgers out of styrofoam containers, seeing america in your cherolet. Times are great and GM gas made your wonderful life possible.
By the mid 80s you are driving a sensible buick and you have given the 73 caprice to your brother who never quite got past his demons from the war and has now developed a cocaine habit. The pot never numbed his pain and the coke only intensifies it.
The kids have a nice chevette to drive, and she is driving a luxurious, but not too flashy Oldsmobile. She has decided to go to work because college is expensive and the raises at the factory are not what they used to be, but the horn of plenty is still full.
Its 1994. After 25 years with the company you retire with a full pension and decide to buy a nice Cadillac fleet wood to celebrate. It has troublesome fuel injection and its a bit short on the ashtrays, but its still a nice traditional car and has a good solid frame under it.
GM Has been good to us.