The Right Procar For Us!

Bill Marcy

Bill Marcy

PCS Member
As some of you may know, I have been searching for an ambulance, or a combination, for a while now. I had hoped to find something that we have not already owned. I was even hoping for a Fifties, or Sixties Superior. But at the same time, things have been difficult financially, so we had very little money to buy a car with. About a month and a half, or so ago, I sold our last collector car, a 1990 Fleetwood Coupe.

Right about that time, a beautiful 1992 Superior Brougham six door was being offered for sale on our message board. I watched it drop in price until I decided to buy it. Not really looking for a six door, but I do like nice cars and it did appeal to me. But, I thought perhaps I could trade it for something a little more interesting and if that failed, I thought I would just keep it a while.

Fate was kind, we traded for Ed Renstrums 1968 Miller Meteor Classic Duplex and we are thrilled! It is basically a very straight, original car that runs and drives very well. It has minor rust, needs paint and some tlc, but it is definately a great car for us. I actually had a very similar car, except for the color, back in 1981. Since then, Lucille and I have been big fans of 1968 Cadillacs in general, we even used to have a 1968 convertible in red with a white top and white interior. So, when we were offered this 68, we jumped on it!

I want to thank Ed and Kandy Renstrom for this wonderful car! I also would like to thank Tony Karsnia for getting this car from it's second funeral home owner back in 2006. Thank you very much guys!
 
what the club is about is helping each other out. I liked the 68 for a number of reasons. stacked lights and the 472 engine to name 2. simple design not all cluttered up. but I could see it was going to be way down on the list of ones to get to. the car deserved better. we should get more used out of this 6 door. it to has a few one of things. the last year for the RWD body. 6 full doors and 3 full seats room for a cozy 6 not so bad 9 and a tight 11, we can't get grandmother in it but she can ride in the 72 or the 70. when it came up the price was right the car was right but we had to many here. then when Bill called, a swap was worked out. I knew I was going to miss the 68 as I drove it on the truck. man I loved driving that car around. power you would not believe in that old beasts and it handled good to. the only other one I can compare it to was Paul's 69. for running good and handling nicely. now if we get this one home it will help. big snow storm between it and home right now. but Bob called and he is in La Cross Wi. it will be safe in the snow at his place by Rochester tonight.
 
Congratulations Bill. I've always liked that car. I think the Regal silver looks really good on it. You know with it being owned by both Tony and Ed, it has been in good hands. Hope you have lots of fun with it.

Josh
 
Bill,
Its great to hear that you found one that is special and you enjoy it too. From the photos I have seen it looks to be a very nice car. ENJOY IT !!!!:applause:
 
CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR NEW RIDE, BILL! As most of you believe I have a Lincoln bias, it might surprise many of you to hear that a 1968 DeVille Convertible with a Grecian White exterior, red leather upholstery and a black convertible top car was the first of three Cadillacs my parents, Norman J. & Geraldine F. Merksamer of Scarsdale, N.Y., owned from 1968 through 1990.

Though I was just six years old when it was delivered, I recall distinctly that the ‘68’s initial appearance in our driveway occurred around Mother’s Day, and that its ample, 224.7-inch overall length did not discourage my drop-top-loving father from using it for his daily commute to Wall Street. My older sister Gail, however, was evidently turned off to driving for all time after contending with its sheer bulk on a learner’s permit, and wound up as a lifelong Manhattan apartment dweller!

The tenure of my parents' first Cadillac came to an abrupt and all-too-early end, alas, on July 15th, 1972, which also happened to be my 10th birthday. On that Saturday, I was in Purchase, N.Y., riding home with my best friend from my parents' country club in the back seat of an orange metallic 1972 Pontiac LeMans Sport Convertible my father purchased new and used as his daily driver for 22 years before he sold it off in the mid-2000s following two botched restoration attempts. Anyway, my mother was right behind us in the aforementioned 1968 DeVille, following us down Purchase Street to a red traffic signal at Anderson Hill Road, where an old man driving a Dodge Coronet station plowed into my mother from behind and sent her crashing into my father’s LeMans. The DeVille’s front prow left a deep, V-shaped impression on the trunk and rear bumper that left us imagining that a Chris-Craft cabin cruiser had collided with us instead!

No one was injured, thankfully, but the bent frame suffered by the ‘68 DeVille mandated its replacement shortly afterwards by a champagne-colored 1972 Sedan DeVille that became my very first car once I got my license and my mother moved into a ‘79 model. While I don't have a photo of that first Cadillac, I did build a 1/25th scale Jo-Han model of it that still sits in a display case in my home office not three feet off my left shoulder as I'm typing this.
 
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my mom had a coupe de ville in 68 that came about in direct response to my fathers purchase of a 69 fleetwood that he brought home and announced to my mom that she had a new car. my mom was no fool and did not want another car that could and would be used at the funeral home. she loaded me in a station wagon used for flowers and removals and off to bland caddillac we went. well we came home in a 68 coupe de ville. gold with a black vinyl top. left the wagon at the dealership for my dad to retreive and off we went. i loved that car and even took my driving test in it. my dad was smart enough to not say a lot and my mom didnt allow anyone to use it as this was her car. my mom gennerally went along with my dad on most of his decisions but this time she showed where the line was drawn. she kept that car till 1979 and gave it to my brother who quickly destroyed it. but ill never forget her writing a check for the car and then telling my dad quite simply that her car was not to be used by anyone but her. he never said a word about that car and she parked it in the garage and had both sets of keys. my dad never drove it, ever. thats why i have a special place in my heart for 68's.
 
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