Since we haven't driven a new car into the Lotto Garage for months now, I decided it was time. It is also time to hearken back to my youth with this vintage Chevy. A white '61 Parkwood was the family's first station wagon — a six-passenger model in which we always wanted to ride w-a-y back where: a) there was no seat, and b) we could make faces out the back window at the people driving behind us. Hah! Kids. Of course, our Parkwood had blackwall tires and poverty hubcaps, because that was how Dad rolled back then. It would be years before a set of whitewalls graced our driveway, and decades before A/C showed its face. — jc
