This Bel-Air is a project car; it says so on the windshield. While the definition of “project car” is pretty broad, this Bel-Air does need some attention. However, apart from the flat tires, this Bel-Air really doesn’t look too much different from some other fabulous cars we’ve covered over time. Perhaps it could be said one’s project is another’s driver.
Since it proclaims itself as a project car, this Bel-Air is in many ways a blank slate and it has created an unusual “what if?” in my mind.
Chevrolet introduced the Bel-Air name in 1953 as their top trim line. As was the habit of American automakers in those days, a new name soon captured the attention of the powers that be at Chevrolet, causing the Bel-Air to be demoted when it was deemed more proper for “Impala” be used as their top trim level.
Naturally, Impala would later receive its own demotion upon introduction of the Caprice a few years after our Bel-Air was built.
There’s nothing quite as valuable as building name equity. Or not.
Speaking of name equity, here’s a glimpse into my initial foray with our red Bel-Air. I had seen this British documentary about the town of Cairo (pronounced Care-oh), Illinois, a town located twenty miles south of where I grew up, and it somehow seemed oddly applicable to our Bel-Air. Cairo, whose name equity has devolved much further than the Bel-Air’s, seems to have acquired the dubious distinction of being the poster child for decaying towns in the United States.
That initial approach explored how our featured Bel-Air, as a project car, firmly sits between two fates, a play off the name of this documentary. I had also woven the history of Cairo into the history of both Chevrolet and General Motors, finding the various turning points in their respective trajectories to be in surprisingly close proximity to each other. But this approach was not satisfactory for various reasons.
So the idea was jettisoned into the abyss of the adjacent Mississippi River. However, I did leave the documentary here. It fascinating but it’s a downer.
As an upper, a few days ago my daughter was having some fun playing songs she had enjoyed as a child. One of them is the song “Little Red Wagon” by Jim “Mr. Stinky Feet” Cosgrove, a children’s entertainer based in Kansas City.
The upbeat demeanor you will hear from Cosgrove is a reflection of his personality. This song helped stoke my fire of ideas about the future of our Bel-Air, particularly since it is a (not so) little red wagon.
There is something joyful about any type of red wagon.
Wagons seem to have experienced a long deserved surge in popularity over the last however many years. When once upon a time they were treated with as much consideration as a paper napkin, with any later life utility primarily being seen as their ability to donate parts for the benefit of recipients deemed as more worthy, there is now a much delayed appreciation for not only their usefulness but their uniqueness.
While Chevrolet fiddled around with the naming system on their wagons several times, for 1963 it was a bit more simplified. The bottom trim Biscayne, mid-level Bel-Air, and top tier Impala mimicked the non-wagon line. So perhaps General Motors was having some momentary clarity by seeing virtues in having consistent naming schemes in their products.
Or perhaps those at General Motors thought the simple name of Chevrolet automatically infused tremendous name equity into whatever wore the badge. It makes a person wonder how that worked out…
Naturally, anyone preparing a brochure would want to show their company’s wears in a variety of applicable, if idealized, situations. Look at this picture and the one prior; a happy couple frolicking on a presumed beach, a suggested father-son pair about to go golfing, a well-heeled couple looking at what appears to be antiques.
Never in the course of time would any brochure illustrator show a wagon owned by a combative, disheveled, and sleep deprived couple with seven slovenly and slobbering children or one being used as a coroner’s wagon – both of which would still be true, if not truer, to life.
But the big thing that popped out to me is how in absolutely none of the 1963 Chevrolet brochures is a Bel-Air wagon shown from the rear with the tailgate up. An Impala is, but not a Bel-Air. Why?
I can’t help but wonder if it is due to the two tail light treatment. The Impala got three per side, whereas the Bel-Air and Biscayne each received two. Does that indicate it’s only two-thirds as good?
The need for a distinction is obvious although the reasons aren’t for why a light-ectomy was used as part of creating the distinction. It’s not like these tail lights were that conspicuous in the first place, so reducing the number seems counterintuitive for any desires in keeping customers out of harm’s way long enough to buy another car from you. Let us not forget Chevrolet did this for years.
If one were to resurrect this Bel-Air could the conspicuity deficit of the tail lights likely be (partially?) overcome by use of LED tail lights? This leads me closer to the heart of my speculative thoughts about our Bel-Air.
She doesn’t look too bad as she sits. It is obvious our Bel-Air has lived life and has the battle scars to show for it. Such blemishes rather add to its appeal. Some new tires and buffing out the paint would do wonders for its appearance before one even contemplates doing anything else.
For what its worth, both the license plates and the inspection sticker on the lower corner of the windshield indicate this Bel-Air wagon has been off the road since 1987. So in its twenty-four years on the road, this Bel-Air had some adventures. She almost seems to be screaming how she still has adventures left to provide; she appears solid, and everything is there.
Yet here is where our Bel-Air sits between two fates.
This perceived cylinder deficit will compromise this wagon’s appeal to some. So what are the odds of this six staying in place?
Even if one isn’t overjoyed with the power output, or this particular engine is beyond hope for whatever reason, there were lots of other straight sixes produced by GM that would work just as well. Maybe better. It would be much more novel than installation of any 350 or big-block V8 or yet another LSx conversion using various stock GM parts.
The Chevrolet TrailBlazer had a straight-six. If one were so inclined, harvesting parts from a donor TrailBlazer would be keeping our Bel-Air with its intended theme, it would be using genuine GM parts, and it would help recycle an existing resource. It may not be an easy transplant but the ingenuity of the old car crowd cannot be overlooked.
As I wrote that I also saw the irony of using a wagon parts car to rehabilitate what some would still consider to be a wagon parts car.
But isn’t that the way of reviving cars? In the big scheme of things, many of the critical parts on our Bel-Air are still here. In many cases a little creativity could provide terrific results. Frankly, Chevrolets are the closest there ever was to an automotive Tinker-Toy; there’s likely any number of seats to be found that could interchange with this one.
GM has built enough vehicles, with plenty of them available for parts, that a few trips to the bone yard could provide nearly everything needed to revive this wagon for adventure seeking.
But let’s take the salvage idea a step further. A recently spotted billboard along US 54 south of town advertising the availability of Tesla and electric car chargers at a local burger and custard restaurant sparked this curiosity.
While nobody knows what the world will truly look like in ten years, we do know GM has very strong goals about transitioning their products to electrical propulsion. They are far from alone, and General Motors, being General Motors, has a tremendous capability to make things happen when they are so inclined. They certainly appear to be so inclined.
Converting older cars to electric propulsion is not a new or unique conversion. There have been electric conversions of Type 1 Volkswagens for a while and General Motors recently converted a 1977 Chevrolet Blazer into being electrically propelled.
GM, as of October 2020, was seriously considering making such conversion kits available in the aftermarket, allowing one to transform their Chevrolet into a ChEVrolet.
So when do we reach the point of someone being able to scour any random salvage yard and readily acquire enough GM built parts from factory produced cars to convert a Bel-Air, such as our featured car, into being fully electric? By no means am I thinking this conversion would be simple or straightforward but, again, the number of creative and innovative people in the auto world cannot be ignored.
That day will arrive.
A conversion to an electric drivetrain using readily found GM produced salvage yard obtained components would certainly create an intriguing cocktail of new and vintage to our (not so) little red wagon.
Found September 2020, Jefferson City, Missouri
This one brings back all kinds of memories. This is the earliest car I can remember my father driving. The shot of the original upholstery in the back seat reminds me of my youthful fascination at how different that stuff looked after we had all been sitting on it in wet bathing suits one hot summer day. Dad’s car had red interior just like this one.
I also remember that by the time I was older, almost every 63 Chevy’s grille was bent up in at least some minor way. The thin stamped aluminum did not take well to being bumped by anything.
Lots of us here gripe about the 1962 and earlier Fords with their exposed shifter tubes (which were finally gone for 1963) but what about that fat black rubber piece that covered the joint where the shift lever attached to the shift collar on Chevys for so many years. Those always looked so – industrial. Were they finally gone after 1964 in the standard car line?
I suspected you might find this wagon very relatable.
Now that you have mentioned that rubber collar, something I had not really noticed before, I shall never be able to not see them.
-brings back memories for me too. The first car I remember well is my dad’s white ’63 Bel Air stripper (sedan tho). Had the same red interior, and I remember thinking how modern that upholstery and interior looked after my dad’s old car (his first) which I can remember riding in but nothing about its interior – a 1954 Ford standard sedan.
It had the base “Turbo Thrift’ six, which did not have a lot of power but seemed bulletproof. If this car still has it, I’ll bet it could be brought back to life. My dad’s had the tree on the tree, which helped coax a bit more power out of it. That is also the reason I can drive standard today, as I learned to drive in the Bel Air, and could drive anything after that – its size,standard tranny, and non-power steering and brakes, made anything else seem like a dream. It was pretty rusty by that time (1972) and when I saw it through a young lady’s eyes that I was trying to impress, I realized it wasn’t the magic chariot I’d thought it to be, but just a beat-up old car.
That said, I would give a lot to have that one back – the car, not the young lady.
To be more precise, Chevrolet introduced the BelAir name was introduced in 1950 for their new hardtop model before it became a full-line series. http://www.oldcarbrochures.org/United%20States/Chevrolet/1950-Chevrolet/1950-Chevrolet-Brochure/slides/1950_Chevrolet_Full_Line-03.html
Electric cars are not the future, no matter how much they want to push them on us. If anything, it will be hydrogen that’s the fuel of the future. That being said, my father had a ’64 Biscayne wagon, with the 230 and Powerglide. I liked that car.
Who specifically is “they”?
An amorphous malevolent blob, like the reverse-projection animated special effects from the old Star Trek series.
My old friend Kevin, who in his first life tickled uranium atoms underwater, spent his second life tinkering with turbogenerators in the power run from dam on a lake that made Oliver Sacks’ favorite hotel his favorite, which fed a hydropowered community public radio station for which he still does weekend variety shows. In his spare time he converted Toyota pickups to electric with deep-cycle lead-acid marine batteries.
THEM.
I was reading Oliver Sacks’ “An Anthropologist on Mars” not ten minutes ago!
He was a great writer! Used to motor in on a Harley up Rt. 42 from Yonkers. Ate his morning eggs at Ted’s across from the Peck’s, where Ted served them with pastirma, piyaz bean salad, pita, and hummus.
But that was long ago, ending shortly after Malcolm bought the dam and crowdfunded the radio station. But Malcolm and Anne, Malcolm and Anne – they had a. Honda. Insight. And Malcolm used to muse about plugin power from Lake Jeff.
Let me tell you about the time I made instant coffee for Debra Winger.
You are correct, electric cars aren’t the future. They are actually the present for many and more every year. Note that the most popular brand doesn’t currently have federal subsidies applied to it, yet people still buy them, so not seeing where the “push” is.
Hydrogen fuel cells are are a different technology used to power…electric cars. So whether battery or hydrogen fuel cell, sounds like we are in agreement that electric motors will eventually supplant internal combustion to a vast degree. The unnamed “they” is actually “us”, the consumer, and it isn’t so much the technology being pushed as it is being pulled by those that have experienced it, learned about it, and aren’t afraid to try new (yet curiously old) technology.
But in any case, they’d better get moving on that hydrogen thing, the in-home refueling infrastructure of battery-electrics is too cheap and simple to make most that have experienced it and use it for the vast majority of their refueling to want to go back to a public filling station model for gasoline, let alone hydrogen.
I will point out that it was interesting to see the east coast’s gas shortages this week, I saw refreshingly fewer comments across the internet about how easy, convenient, and always readily available gasoline is in comparison to the electricity in my garage. I guess I can’t carry a few extra gallons of electrons in a plastic garbage bag though, so I’ll admit you’ve got me there on ultimate convenience. Hydrogen could work that way too though, just don’t forget to tie the string to something.
Electric car push is about coercing behavior. They will tax you where you go and why because they cannot tax you based on how much energy you use like gasoline powered vehicles. All cars will be installed with transmitters.
Right now electric car owners get a free ride off the gasoline powered vehicles. They aren’t paying taxes for the roads. Government will use this inequality to get the transmitter laws passed.
Persons who make a single trip to the grocery store or who drive on vacation will be taxed more than persons who stop at the grocery store on the way home.
We had a ’63 Impala wagon from my age 2-8. I don’t recognize that dash at all, but I remember the dealer-installed A/C below it. I believe the Impala wagons also had the silver paint around the taillights that the sedans had. Much more attractive than the black/gray plastic cladding all over CUVs today.
Yes; all impala’s had that silver paint surround; it was a sort of metal flake. The rearend of a dark-blue ’63 Impala was a beautiful thing to behold.
Also making an appearance that day in the last photo, is a 1965 Ford, and possibly a ’62 or so Rambler. That Chevy doesn’t look too happy being there in that condition.
I wrote up the black ’65 Ford a while back.
https://www.curbsideclassic.com/curbside-classics-american/curbside-classic-1965-ford-custom-500-a-cut-above/
Converting any car to electric power is certainly possible but some will be easier than others. Since one of the most common (and relatively cost effective ways) is to use a Tesla battery pack from a wreck, it’s a lot easier to do that in a truck as they already sit up so much higher. It would be rather challenging to fit a Tesla pack under this, with its massive X Frame and all.
I’m glad to see more new EV options all the time, but I don’t see much point in converting an old beater like this. Someday folks will want to experience the sensation of driving a six cylinder Chevy as a contrast to their Teslas.
I watched a youtube last night about Lunaz converting a handsome ’63 Bentley to electric. Kinda ironic, considering notorious British electrical systems of yore.
Always fun to read your writing, Jason. I’ve gotta think someone will do something with this one, with the hot “longroof” vogue and all that.
My search of ads found only lowered Bel Air tailgates, so you’re definitely on to something!
BTW, this also turned up—interesting that Chevy was making a point to advertise such things (I have zero memory of this ad):
I remember the flush-and-dry rockers being touted at the time. Rust was a big problem back then, so I can see why this was promoted.
Unfortunately, the feature didn’t work all that well in practice; after a few years, rust spots developed at the bottom of the fenders just ahead of the rockers, as seen in this ’63 Pontiac Catalina wagon.
The three taillights to differentiate higher trim models started in ’58, with a one year hiatus in ’59. What I also found interesting, and confusing was the “…wood” station wagon model names that did, as you mentioned, went away for ’63. I think Ford’s success with “Country…” naming was what Chevy was after, but lack of a hideous, IMO, fake wood option, made Chevy’s naming convention especially odd.
Also, Chevy couldn’t keep the naming scheme consistent on the wagons over the years — if I recall correctly, the Kingswood (or Nomad)-Parkwood-Brookwood model names were used in 1958-61, then 1968-72, but it was Impala-Bel Air-Biscayne in 1962-67. The “wood” names disappeared for good after ’72.
Don’t forget the Chevy Yeoman 2 door wagons of 1958…
Given how very rare base cars like this are, another would be the Fury I, I’d restore it back to original condition. Many people probably wouldn’t even recall cars like this back then and this would be an excellent reminder about cars being just a basic form of transportation and nothing more.
I’ve always heard that that Atlas inline-6 is an amazing engine, but I’ve never had the slightest bit of interest in driving the Trailblazer that they wrapped around it.
So then I 100% endorse this wacky swap.
I’ve hauled cars with the Atlas 6 and it was more than capable in that context – the Trailblazer wrapper just puts a damper on the experience with its general GM-cheapness of the era.
Parents had a 1963 Bel Air wagon from new to 1968. Dark ‘red wine’ red, darker than this shows. 283, power steering, column shift manual. I do remember the IP — speedo in the center, gas gauge left iirc, little pod on the right with the four warning lights, GEN-OIL-HOT-COLD, blank space where a clock would go. The silver accents at the left & right ends of the IP. The sharp edge on top of the back seat, where Mom would throw a blanket so we wouldn’t hit our heads in a quick stop, and so could ride ‘safely’ in the cargo area. It had two front lap belts, o/w no seat belts.
This car doesn’t look much different from the many beater ’63/’64 Chevy wagons every where in the late 60’s & early ’70’s….
Dented but until the tin worn got them they soldiered on .
The engine call out is for the wheezy 194 CI i6, a seriously under powered engine .
I remember these had a cold light on the dash to let you know not to run it too hard until it warmed up and that lamp (green IIRC) went out .
-Nate
Hats off to Ford who nurtured the image of a station wagon with wood grain panels, three way tailgates, and options galore via the Country Squire. These wagons were a cash cow!!
As usual, Chevy was late to the party with Belair and Biscayne models. Didn’t see the light till around 1966, but never really caught up.