Just imagine, I was 16 years old at the time and hunting for that all important first car. My father and I spent a couple of weekends together visiting different car dealers in and around Memphis with little success. We branched out to include the small rural west Tennessee town of Somerville. This is where I discovered the car of my dreams.
Unlucky for me, my Dad was unimpressed and we drove away to search elsewhere. Later that day, as any 16 year old would try, I convinced him to return to Somerville to take a closer look at the 1972 Malibu sport coupe sitting in the middle of the showroom. Well, as you can probably guess, that same day I got the privilege of driving the Chevelle off the dealership floor and placing the first miles on the car. So began a long and winding trip over paths of roads for me and my Chevelle. A trip that so far has spanned 42, in the spring of 2014.
Shortly after getting the Chevelle, my Cream Yellow car and I soon shared a nickname of "Boo", given to me by my girlfriend and now my wife, Phyllis. It was only a matter of time before I placed special plates on my 1972 Malibu that read "72 BOO". It also wasn't too long after buying the car that I got married. In 1975, Phyllis and I were married and our get-away car was the "72 Boo".
Over the years we have cruised a lot of miles in the Chevelle and shared many vacations and special moments. In fact, two special trips were to and from the hospital whereas each each time I brought home a fine baby son.
The car is still original with only minor modifications. I have added Cragar wheels and replaced the horn with an old time "oogah" horn. Furthermore, a new stereo has been carefully hidden in the glovebox to maintain the appearance of the factory dash. The vehicle has a 350 small block engine, automatic transmission, factory air conditioning, power brakes, the original spare tire, and only 114,000 miles on the odometer. We have spruced it up with new paint, new white bench seat covers, and black carpet. The seat belts are also new and the factory clock has been rebuilt.
There is indeed something special about owning my first car. I've owned plenty of other vehicles, but my Chevelle and I have never parted company. My family and I look forward to many more years of enjoyment and driving pleasure with this 1972 Chevelle Malibu. And who knows, maybe someday one of my grandsons may ask for the keys to drive Boo's first car on their wedding day.