My last post was about the Trailblazer leaving the family. The Trailblazer had almost been in our family for ten years.
We both come from GM Families. My wife’s family is a Buick Family, and mine is a Chevrolet Family. It was natural to look for a GM product that fit our family needs. We have a seven year old daughter, and plan on not having any more kids. The Trailblazer was my wife’s nice daily driver and vacation vehicle. We both work in health care, and live in the country. A 4wd SUV fit into our life nicely.
We knew we were going to replace the Trailblazer soon, and my wife has been looking at cars, crossovers, and SUVs for about a year. We first started out looking at cars. She had missed driving the Gran Prix that we had before the Trailblazer. When we started getting really serious, she when back towards a SUV/Crossover.
We narrow the search to the GMC Acadia, or a Chevy Traverse. The Acadia is far better looking than the Traverse. Both of them were in our price range as a Front Wheel Drive. We looked at a few, and priced a few. We started looking at used ones to see if we could get a AWD in our price range. That is when we stumbled on to a used GMC Terrain, and took it for a test drive.
We had looked at the Equinox and Terrains but only in passing. We like the ideal of having the third row of the Acadia, but we took the Terrain for test drive. The used Terrain drove nice, and had more room than we expected. We did some research and found we could get a new AWD Terrain with a Sun Roof, Heated Seats, and nicely appointed for the cost of FWD Acadia.
GM decided to top off my points on the GM Card, so a new Terrain was in our future. We went to Auffenberg GMC in Carbondale, and they were able to find us a Terrain that was option like we were looking for. We bought a Black 2012 SLE-2 Terrain. Auffenberg was easy to deal with, and I was highly satisfied.

A new chrome grill is in the future of the Terrain.
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Finding Long Lost Friends
February 25, 2012
by knightfan26917
Walking home from 5th grade the Friday of Labor Day weekend 1984 I was on a bit of a high. We were, after all, about to embark on a special trip north to see relatives in Minnesota. However, as I rounded the corner of the old Gromer’s Supermarket store [the building of which is now gone, in favor of a new fire station; I suppose SOME progress is good], my mood dropped considerably, as I didn’t see “my” 1976 Monte Carlo … anywhere. Oh, I knew it was in its last days with us; Mom and Dad were in the process of evaluating replacement vehicles, including a 1978 Caprice Classic sedan, but I didn’t expect it to just be … gone. Imagine my relief when my parents told me that it was in the garage. This possibility hadn’t crossed my young mind because, since they had purchased a 1981 MC SC (mine since December 1999), they routinely left the 1976 MC out when we went away, in an effort to make it look like people were home.
The reason “my” 1976 MC was in the garage (where it had been from the time Dad and Mom bought it in 1976 until they bought the 1981 MC in 1982) didn’t make me any happier. They had found a replacement vehicle that would become ours the next Tuesday evening. I was devastated. I wanted NO part of another car. The 1976 MC was MINE, for goodness sakes. While Dad and Mom finished preparations for the trip up to Minnesota that evening, I trudged myself out to the garage and just stared at “my” 1976 MC.
To say I enjoyed that Labor Day weekend with relatives in Minnesota doesn’t tell the entire story. I was, after all, one unhappy kid. I know my relatives in Minnesota didn’t understand why I was so unhappy, and I suspect that, even now, some 28 years later, they still don’t. The weekend, of course, flew by, and we were on the road home Monday morning with the intent of making it home so we could wash “my” 1976 MC one last time that evening. During that trip home, the expressway became a parking lot. We never found out the cause, though, as Dad did something that you aren’t supposed to do. He steered our 1981 MC SC through the grassy median and chose another route home.
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