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Posted on 10/02/2025 6:45:46 PM PDT by Diana in Wisconsin
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Actually saw one of these in Daytona Beach.
Station wagons must be the ugliest cars ever designed. I remember them from childhood. My family didn’t have one, but a friend’s family did and I got to ride around in it frequently. Ugly. Ugly. Ugly.
I hate it!!
🎳🎳🎳🎳🎳
Why?
Bored, with too much spare time and $$ on his hands?
You think you hate it now, wait until you drive it.
I remember that ours was a Ford. When we kids would pile in the back in the Texas summer, the metal pieces would feel like they were branding us.
Needs the “Honky Lips” spray painted on it.
The license plate, LOL!
We had a 1978 Chevy Malibu Station Wagon when I was growing up. That thing had a great engine, 305 cubic inch V8.
I always wanted the Scooby-Doo Mystery Machine van.
Check out the Chevrolet Nomad or Pontiac Safari or other two-door station wagons of the 1950s. IMO those were lovely cars, even if they were station wagons.
Still ugly.
:D
Woohoo!!
You think 🤔🤔🤔 these guys know The Commodores?
I was hoping
Find a Torino with no wheels on it
I can relate to the Griswolds.
My family had a station wagon. Well, we had several of them. When we wore one out, Dad would get a new one.
How did we wear them out you ask? Well, mom and dad would pack us 6 kids in the old wagon, along with a few suitcases, a large canvas tent, sleeping bags, camping gear, etc. Dad loved to drive; it relaxed him.
So summer vacations were 1 week to several weeks long, every summer. We tent camped all across the nation, from Florida to Maine, to Canada, to Alaska, to California, and every state in between. We hit National Parks, cool landmarks, and funny off the beaten path quirky sites. We had quite an education on those trips. The only state I hadn’t been to by the time I was ten was Hawaii, and I daresay that was only because we couldn’t drive there!
We begged to stay in a motel with a pool, and usually once or twice, Dad would acquiesce. Motel floors were nicer than tent floors, and if there was a pool, it was HEAVEN! I can still hear the calls! Marco! POLO!
So cheers to the Griswolds! I think my family is related to yours!
No Aunt Edna on top?
I had 5 brothers and my Dad loved the 1957 Mercury station wagon he bought. It was ugly..lol.
Nothing to be proud of, Russ.
Fifty yards!
Classic!
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