That’s where the Brookses of Framingham got a new Bel Air station wagon every three years. ’57, ’60, and ’63. And then, in ’66, a sedan! Veino Chevrolet was a small, family-owned dealership downtown. If I recall correctly, my father felt he got a fair deal and good service, so he was a faithful repeat customer.
Veino is long gone, and many of its successors are about to become memories as well. Seven of the 789 dealerships Chrysler wants to close are in Connecticut. G.M. is about to cut a significant number of its dealers.
Car dealers have always gotten a bad rap. The truth is, many of them are your neighbors, community institutions, the people you go to when you need a little league team sponsored, or a car for drivers’ ed., or a shiny new model for the town parade.
Dealers like the Amarals of Newtown and the Wilsons of Torrington have been part of the fabric of their communities for decades, and they will continue to be: Amaral for used cars and service; Wilson also sells Nissans. But they will no longer sell the cars they made their names with, the cars they sold to your parents and their parents.
I suppose everything must change. But sometimes it’s sad.