Most of you remember your first automobile. I remember well my first automobile, a bright red Corvair, made by Chevrolet. I obtained this automobile when I graduated from college in 1962. Subsequently, automobiles I owned were all from the Chevrolet family: an Impala, a Super sport and eventually another Impala. The Impala was the last automobile that I owned from any American Automobile Company. In 1971, I ventured into the foreign automobile market where I have remained. I remember my purchase of a Mercedes Benz, 250SE; it had a silver bottom, black top and black interior. I thought that it was an exceptional automobile. It even had air-conditioning.
When I drove to my parents for them to see it, my sister’s words were devastating. She asked, “Why did you purchase such an ugly automobile?” She questioned why I would spend a lot of money on a Mercedes Benz when most people from the neighborhood that wanted a high-end automobile opted for one that reflected their conclusion that they had gained a level of importance. So, I invite you to take this trip back to a time when the Cadillac was the dream automobile for many Blacks; the automobile that “indicated they had arrived,” back in the day.