My Grandfather bought this 1968 Riviera new from Palmer Buick in Oak Park Illinois in March of 1968. He traded his 1964 4 door leSabre in on it. I have his hand written notes from last minute negotiations between Palmer and another Buick dealer. I remember well my Grandfather and Grandmother visiting us in the summer of 1968 with this car and taking my brothers and me for a ride in it. My Grandmother passed away in August of 1972, and my Grandfather was distraught. He followed her in late September and my father inherited it. My father sold it to me when I turned 17 in 1975 and bought a brand spanking new Ford Pinto. I'm sure he was thinking about gas milage; 1) He'd get much better gas milage and 2) I wouldn't be traveling the countryside as much trying to feed the Riviera.
In 1975/76 my friends all had Mustangs, Chevelles, Camaros, Cutlasses; and I had a Buick Riviera. I never intended to keep it long term, but months turned into years, turned into decades, and the Buick grew on me. Luckily my dreams of cutting t-tops in it (the rage in the late '70s) never materialized before I matured (and t-tops faded).
These photos were taken in summer of '06. I took my driver's license test in this car, drove it to highschool, took my wife-to-be on our first date in it, honeymoon, brought our newborn home from the hospital in it. I have my Grandfather's original paperwork for it. My Grandmother's sunglasses and hairbrush are still in the glove box.