Here’s my quickie farewell California post: an always popular Caddy Coupe DeVille, vintage 1966. Once again, I’m going to be sparse with my words, and let the pictures do most of the talking. And of course, it’s regrettable that the formidable grille is hiding up against the garage door, but here’s a cheater picture of one.
I’m going to admit that as much as all old Caddy’s have an undeniable presence and imposing character, the ’65 – ’66 models in my book are a bit weaker than some before and after. These look a bit uninspired; like “we need to do a new Caddy for ’65; so what are we going to cook up?” I find that the ’67 – ’68s to be a bit more interesting, with a bolder, more chiseled look. The ’65 – ’66s are a bit too bland, like a bar of soap after a few baths.
Maybe Bill Mitchell’s gang was too busy with the ’67 Eldorado coupe that was on its way. Whatever; old Caddys are always fun in the just stop in your tracks on the street and gaze a while way. But I better not linger too long, because I’ll start thinking about all those interesting lines on the ’61s and 62s, and even up through the ’64s. Time to move along; see you on Monday!