One of my clients from way back when was trying to get in touch with me to buy a car for his wife. He looked at my website which is modest and not that great and then he looked at this blog which has not been updated in years. He emailed me to ask me if I was still in business and explained he was uncertain because the blog looked to be abandoned. Upon finding out that I am still around, he strongly suggested I keep things current. Great advice. Thanks again!
I will try to keep the blog posts up and yes, I am still here!
After quite a long dormancy(two and a half years), Dealer Development Services is looking to create a new business unit adjunct to GetMyCarForMe.com. This new division seeks to take advantage of used car marketing efficiencies provided by current internet conditions. Mumbo jumbo, right? Wrong, just can’t spill the beans yet. However… Continue reading
Let’s not even discuss the moped I had. Basically, mopeds are great unless your friends see you riding one. Case closed. Well, when I got my drivers license I stumbled upon a 1972 Saab 99 EMS – Brown metallic, a car that I thought was great. Saabs are quirky cars, at least they were until GM bought the brand and stripped the companies soul to sell less than stellar vehicles under the multi-brand umbrella. Saabs used to have their own platforms, weird styling, ignitions between the seats and the one I had even had directions for sleeping in the car with your head in the trunk and feet in the car. Those crazy Swedes. Continue reading
Mine didn't even look this nice!
So I was already a car fanatic and then I met a friend of my parents who changed everything for me. He brought the cars from the brochures and magazines to reality. Don’t get me wrong, my Grandfather’s Rolls Royce and Jensen Interceptor were neat cars, but this was different and it would take me years to figure out why; I just knew this guy was on to something. I then stole him from my parents and made him my friend. He continues to be one of my best friends today and is a star in the car biz. Richard Griffith, Thank you! I think! Continue reading
What is a customer? It is defined by Webster’s as
Etymology: Middle English custumer, from custume
Date: 15th century
1 : one that purchases a commodity or service Continue reading
My earliest memories of liking cars was when I was age 5 or so. On Sundays I couldn’t wait for the newspaper that had the new car brochures as inserts; I liked the cars, the colors, the options, the photos. Then once a year it was off to the car show in San Francisco, usually with my dad and sometime my grandfather, both guys who loved their automobiles. However their tastes and budgets were very different. I always remember getting the big bag from one of the car manufacturer booths and then running around to get as many brochures as I could carry. Cars I remember from the car shows then were the introduction of the 1970s Datsun (yes, Datsun) Z and the debut of the Saab Turbo. These shows were prior to the Moscone Center and were held at Brooks Hall in the Civic Auditorium. I think we went on Thanksgiving day so that my mom could have some peace and quiet.
My dad, born in ’42 as I recall had a VW Bug and around when I was born a white Toyota Corolla and then later a 1970’s Volvo Sedan in dark blue. My mom had a dark red metallic/rust 1966ish Ford Mustang Coupe and by the time we moved to Piedmont, a matching light blue Volvo Wagon to go with dad’s sedan.
My grandfather had a late 1960s Mercedes SL in white, a silver Rolls Royce Silver Shadow and a ruby red Jensen Interceptor Coupe. I was always excited to go for a ride with him. Each one of these cars was great in its own right. The Jensen had this great leather smell and loud motor. The Rolls had this complicated procedure for starting and a weird key position and these huge to me then seats that were better than any sofa. The SL never had a soft top, just a hard top or open air.
I was hooked, no doubt about it.