Soon the energy crisis came upon us and I thought I needed something with better mileage to make the commute. Those days I was trading commodities at E.F. Hutton, and the markets were active after 4-5 a.m. starting in the London markets. I could not afford to lose touch with the markets for the one to two hours the commute could take. I also needed a large trunk where I could hide the 2-way radios and portable phone system I needed to trade from my car. There was no cellular service. You called the FM operator, and she connected you to the other party.
GM had just released a Cadillac with a diesel engine. Since the gas crisis was upon us, it made sense. It had a huge trunk. I bought it. In the back of my mind, I wondered if I was going to regret this impetuous move.
Soon after getting the Caddy, a big client came to town and I offered to drive him to visit a nephew in the New Jersey coast. The car was quite comfortable on the way south. On the way back it was a different story. At one point on the Jersey Turnpike, we had to drive uphill for a few miles. The car could not maintain the speed limit. Looking through the rear view mirror I could see a cloud of heavy blue smoke exiting from my exhaust pipes. I was really embarrassed. I was grateful my client did not look back. A few minutes later the A/C conked out. The rest of the drive we continued with the windows down, breathing the polluted air of the industrial parks and refineries as we approached Manhattan. I hated the car.
The next day, I sold the Caddy.