“See the USA, in your Chevrolet” ...a Chevrolet Nomad, that is! That’s how it all started for me — with the fins on my dad’s 1957 Chevrolet Bel Air Nomad.
I grew up on a dairy farm in the hills south of Syracuse, N.Y. I well remember the January day that my dad test drove the Nomad. The snow banks were high, but the winter sun had dried off the road. Dad liked the Nomad because it had a good heater; we kids liked it because there was so much glass to look out of, not like the early-’50s “tin woodie” wagon that Dad was trading in. Mom liked the
