Unusual Delivery

I suspect the salesman's commission on this deal was quite rewarding.

     My father owned and operated a small bus line.  Around 1960 I drove with him over to Knoxville, TN, for a visit with the Superior Coach regional dealer, and, as the two of them launched into a long discussion, I wandered around the business.  In the back I found a lot with ten or more hearses and ambulances, mostly Cadillacs and Packards, but I remember one was a Desoto.  All were several years old, a decade at least and often more.  I had fun looking at them, most complete with drapes and other attachments.  Later, as we were getting ready to leave, I mentioned them to the dealer, and I still remember his response.  "When we deliver a new professional car, a common response is, 'What's my trade-in worth?'  And," he continued, "Remember that my delivery guy has to get home.  Boy, if you want one of these, take your choice of any on the lot for $50."

    But neither Daddy nor I had any use for a big old gas hog, so we went home in my Plymouth.   Good old memories. . . David H