Brie bought her '57' 6 cylinder Chevy for $1,500 in the 1970's from a hippy type guy who had decked out the inside with fuzzy dice, dark blue shag carpeting and sky blue floor pads that matched the paint job on the outside of the car.
As a child, Brie used to cut out pictures of cars from all the sales flyers that would arrive in the Sunday papers and tape them to her bedroom wall. She dreamed of someday being the owner of a classic car.
As a teenager she would go "junking" with her brother at the local junkyards to check out the classic cars that had been dumped there.
"Those cars were classy" she said. She loved their smooth, sleek lines and the tailfins. The backseats were like sitting on a comfy couch.
The heater in the 57 Chevy didn't work, but it ran really good and purred like a kitten when she started it up.
She kept her Chevy in the garage through the harsh Michigan winters, but enjoyed dusting it off and cruising in it on warm summer weekends.
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