It’s just a car, but …

I saw a brand-new Chevy Impala parked outside a coffee shop the other day.
It looked fabulous.
And sad.
Chevrolet announced last year it intends to discontinue production of its top-of-the-line family sedan after the 2019 models. To me, that’s like saying no more hot dogs.
Stuck in my mind since I was a tyke is the line from the Chevy commercials they’d play during the Dinah Shore Show in the early ‘60s: “See the USA in your Chevrolet.”
And later, these commercials: “Baseball, hot dogs, apple pie, and Chevrolet.”
Chevrolet, along with Ford, was the car of the working class, and an Impala the dream car. My dad, a blue-collar worker his whole life, owned one new car. It was an Impala. A ’63 Impala.
Those were the days when cars featured a new design every year and most people believed the ’63 Impala was one of the line’s best.
I can still see the look on my dad’s face when he brought that car home.
A few years later, I took my diver’s exam in that car. And then begged to have it for Saturday night dates.
I realize it’s only a car. And I admit I, myself, have never purchased an Impala. But still, the thought of it meeting its end leaves me with a heavy heart.

Ed Ackerman