There's a car out there, somewhere. It's classic, and beautiful. It has the glossiest, blackest shine you'll ever see. It's the most loved car you will ever know. We begin our story with this 1967 Chevrolet Impala.

The car was bought from a used car lot in 1977, already 10 years old. It was bought by a man who was supposed to be preparing for a family, yet couldn't give up his dream. Somehow, this man, John Winchester, was able to make his dream coincide with his family.

John Winchester was a gruff man. He could hardly be described as gentle, but he could never be described as a bad father. He had a wife, and three sons. His wife, Mary, was a waitress by trade. John owned a garage, and together they had a small but cozy home. Their three young sons, Dean, Sam, and Adam, were the best children any one could ask for.

John was happy.

Things could never stay perfect, however.

One very cold December night John was working late, leaving Mary home alone to care for the boys. The day began normal enough; Mary worked the morning shift, leaving her best friend, Ellen, to babysit the boys. John too, had gone into work early. He hoped to earn a decent amount this winter so that their boys could have a good Christmas. He received a call from Mary around mid day telling him that she had made it home safe and that the boys were all asleep. She was going to make a delicious dinner for John as a treat, but she refused to tell him exactly what, just that he would love it.

That night, however, was the worst night of John's life. He received a call from his neighbor telling him that there were fire trucks outside of his house, and that he needed to rush home.

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As it turned out Mary had been called away from the oven when Adam, only 3 months old, began crying. The oven had caught fire. Dean, only 4 years old, had just learned about fire alarms in preschool and had taken Sam, only 2, outside and to the neighbor's house. Mary had died, but died saving Adam.

Three years had passed, and John had moved. Now, him, his tree boys, his new wife, Ellen, and stepdaughter, Jo, had moved to Sioux Falls so that he could be closer to his family. As John unloaded his precious Impala, he hoped that this new life would bring peace and happiness.