The Texas Classic Chevy Experience Bolg will be related to 1955, 1956 and 1957 Chevrolets, the so called Tri-Fives. I own one and love to drive the open road with my Tri-Five. My passion for Tri-Fives is vast. I enjoy reading about them, working on them, writing about and attending Tri-Five events in the North Texas region.
I have many ideas for future Blogs for the Texas Classic Chevy Experience. I have been writing and posting photos and articles for years in different media outlets. I have decided to share my thoughts, research, and events I attend in the Tri-Five hobby in this form as well. I sincerely hope you will enjoy my Blog, where I wish to share my passion for all things Classic Chevy. Please stop back for new Blogs and please tell your friends to check out my Blog.
Now I will give the reader a short explanation as to why I am car crazy and a little about my current ride, which is a 1957 Chevrolet-Model 150-two door sedan.
Meanwhile in the Rust Belt, Tri-Fives were hard find period not alone within a 17 year old's budget. So, that being said, I purchased a 1969 Chevelle. I drove, hot rodded and maintained the Chevelle throughout high school and college. The poor old girl had a hard life. I replaced the engine, 3 transmissions and repaired rust holes followed by two paint jobs. When I moved to Texas, I sold the Chevelle for $300. Later in 1992 when I went back to Illinois to visit friends and family, I was told my Chevelle was in a ditch in the back pasture on a farm in Dunlap, Illinois to help stop soil erosion. Even a grown man has feeling upon hearing that terrible miserable fact of the fate of his first car he slaved on an loved as a young man. To best describe the feeling, think of how you would feel if you learned that your mother had been discarded and thrown into a wet-muddy-cold ditch! A kick in the pants to say the least to say the most.
Fast forward to 2000 and once again that strong desire to have a hot rod came over me. I didn’t want to travel the same path again with a muscle cars or sports cars, which I had dabbled with in the interim. I set my sights on my first car love and lust, a 1957 Chevy. With stars in my eyes, I started looking for a '57. Of course I wanted a Belair hard-top coupe. After looking in magazines and the newspapers I had no real success with my search. Computers had not gain favor at the time to aid with my search.
Well, I moped around for a day or so before breaking down to call the car lot to say, “If for some reason the sale on the blue '57 doesn’t go through, give me a call because I’m interested.” The owner Pat replied, “I’m getting a candy apple red '57 with yellow and orange flames in today as trade-in. Why don’t you come on down and have a look, I think you will like this car even better than the blue '57.” Candy apple red,” I thought, “I’ve always wanted a candy apple red car.”
The next morning, I drove down to the classic car lot to have a look at the candy apple '57. When I arrived at the car lot I immediately liked the flames and the red paint of the '57, but it was a post sedan. I had my heart set on a hard top. Then, as I walked closer to get a better look at the '57 in question, I blurted out loud, “What is wrong with the side of that thing?” Pat calmly told me, “This car is of course a '57 Chevy. In that model year they had three trim levels. This car doesn’t have the stainless diamonds on the side like the Belair or the painted diamonds like the 210 model. This wonderful car is an 150 model. As you can see the trim on the side looks somewhat like a '55 Chevy 210.” Pat added, “What makes this car special is that real hot rodders and NASCAR drivers preferred the 150 model, because it has the lowest factory weight of any '57 and the post between the driver and passenger side windows gives the frame more rigidity.” Well, he could have saved his breath because he had me at candy apple red!
Yet, I have always been told to, “Look before you leap,” but on the other hand they also say, “He who hesitates is lost.” Still, I had never seen a One-Fifty before and it was was not what I wanted. Even though I went for a test drive and even liked the look of the car’s paint along with its performance, I passed on buying that day. So, you could say it was not love at first sight.