Vintage Weekly: A Man and His Car

MG car
before I knew him
loved his car

By the time I met this handsome fella,
he was driving something not sporty,
a very plain black 1957 Chevy.
He and I married in 1958.
We kept the car till 1962
when we were expecting
our third child.
We bought a red (my color idea)
station wagon;
he gave the Chevy to my
younger brother.
He drove it till it was worn down.
All three of us were saddened
to see the '57 Chevy
become a classic in later years.
Who'd a thunk that a car 
so plain looking 
would rise so high?

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