Richie and his GTO

There’s cool, and then there’s really cool.  When I was kid back in New Jersey, Richie Haluska was really cool.  He lived in New Brunswick and he was my next door neighbor Pauly’s cousin.  Richie was a few years older than us and he was always way ahead of the curve when it came to cool.  Pauly and I weren’t old enough to drive, but Richie was, and in line with his coolness he showed up at Pauly’s one day driving a 1965 GTO.  Alpine blue with a black vinyl top and a black interior, three deuces and a four-speed, and a 389 (remember that last phrase; you’ll hear it again shortly).  Did I mention this guy was cool?

I’d never seen anything as beautiful as that GTO.  The looks, the wheels, the wide oval redline tires, and, you know, the exhaust notes. I could (and did) look at that car for hours, from every angle, dreaming of one day owning my own GTO.    John De Lorean was the guy who pioneered the muscle car concept and Pontiac was the first to drop a big block motor into a mid-size car.  Pretty soon all the manufacturers were doing it, but Pontiac was the first and it was the GTO.  De Lorean later went on to fame making snowmobiles (the Back to the Future car), but we didn’t know any of that in the mid-1960s.  We just knew that the GTO was so cool a rock group sang a song about it.  And Richie had a GTO.  Like I said, this guy was cool.

One day I was playing hookey (I can’t remember why, but in those days I didn’t need much of a reason) and later in the day I decided I needed to get to school.  Richie offered to take me.  A ride in GTO!  I had never been in one.  I think I was maybe 14 years old.

The car was magnificent, but the best was just seconds away.  We reached the road to my school and after making that sharp right, Richie put his foot in it.  Up to that point I had not felt a muscle car as the Lord intended muscle cars to be felt, but that character flaw disappeared in an instant.  Pushed into the seat and hearing the deep ExhaustNotes growl, seeing that big hood scoop loom large, I remember what I thought:  I have got to get me one of these!

The other day Susie and I were in Costco.  They had a bunch of die cast metal car models, and they were blowing them out for just $14.95.  They were all awesome, but the one that instantly arrested my attention was the 1965 GTO.   It’s as if the Maisto maestros had Richie in mind when they created it. It was exactly like Richie’s.  Alpine blue.  Black interior.  Black vinyl roof.  White pinstripes.  It was perfect.  And it’s mine now.

Richie has gone on to his reward (he passed a year or two ago).  I hadn’t seen Richie since I was a teenager.  But I remember Richie and I remember that ride to school like it was yesterday.   That’s Richie and his wife Dina in the photo above, and the photo captures his personality perfectly.  He was a cool guy.

Rest in peace, Richie.

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