My wife,
Nancy, and I were chatting this morning over breakfast. We were talking about my
first book that I just completed, Confessions
of a Recovering Car Dealer, which will be published next month. In the book’s
research, I had printed out my father’s obituary from the Palm Beach Post. Dad died on January 14, 1977 at 84 years of age.
Nancy said, “Wow! That means he was born in 1893!” I replied, “Actually it was 1892. He was born
in September. Maybe that’s why I’m kind of different”. I meant it as a joke, but then I began to
think about it and I do believe being raised by a father born in the 19th century has a unique influence on his children.
Henry Ford
built his first car in 1896 and it was 1908 before he began building the Model
T to sell to the public. My Dad was 16
years old then. Dad was alive while Edison was either inventing things or his
inventions were being put into use…the electric light bulb, motion picture
camera, the phonograph and thousands of others. The Wright Brothers flew the
first airplane when Dad was 11 years old. Back in the day, Dad flew Biplanes
because nobody even needed a license then to fly or drive. The radio, forget
about TV, wasn’t invented until my father was a young man. Dad used to tell me
stories of how he and my grandfather and grandmother gathered around the
crystal radio at night in their home in Detroit listening to broadcasts from
over a thousand miles away in New York and Las Angeles.
Dad’s
automotive career began in Detroit in 1910 when he drove a car he helped build.
His first job was with the Maxwell Company (Do you remember that Jack Benny
drove a Maxwell?). After a year with Maxwell, Dad was assigned as a road man
for Maxwell, working out of Denver. In 1915 he went to work for the Dodge
Brothers and soon became the sales manager in Springfield, Massachusetts.
During World War I, he worked for the Lincoln plant in Detroit helping prevent
sabotage. After the war, he left Lincoln to return to Dodge in Toledo, Ohio.
After a
short time he left Dodge and was associated with a firm building the Oakland
car which was the predecessor of the Pontiac. This began Dad’s long and
successful career with General Motors. The Oakland became the Pontiac in 1922.
In 1926 General Motors bought Pontiac and appointed my father the general
manager of the Toledo, Ohio dealership. He remained in that capacity until
1936.
Dad was then
assigned as a district manager for Pontiac for all of Florida. In February of
1937, he founded Stewart Pontiac Company. He borrowed $10,000 from my mother to
get started in his own Pontiac dealership (She never let him forget that). The
first car he sold was to a woman named Annie Swan. You can see that original
car today on display in my Toyota dealership in North Palm Beach. Dad bought it
back from Annie when she could no longer drive and had it restored.
Why does
this family history make me different? Hearing all of these stories and more at
my father’s knee and later when I was young man coming to work for my father in
1968, gave me a unique perspective on things. It made me realize how fast
things can change. I believe we’re entering an era in the beginning of the 21st
century like my father experienced at the beginning of the 20th
century. The cars we’re driving today will bear no more resemblance to the cars
we’ll be driving in 20 years than the Model T Ford does to today’s cars.
The way cars
are sold today also will change drastically. In twenty years all cars will be
bought over the Internet. The car dealership as we know it today will no longer
exist. The car buyer of today is far more educated, sophisticated, and
demanding than ever before. The manufacturers will truly understand this and
with the advent of the Internet as the purchasing medium, the car dealer’s role
will change dramatically.
Today’s
manufacturers and car dealers will either “adapt or die”. All manufacturers and
most car dealers pay lip service to customer satisfaction but too many still
don’t walk the talk. The customer truly is “king” and what she wants and how
the manufacturers and dealers respond to her will dictate their success or
failure.
The third
generation of Stewarts, my three sons, will be running things at my dealership
in the future and I’m very comfortable with the fact that they “get it” when it
comes to the customer reigning supreme. I know that they will look back on
their grandfather as being the root source of that invaluable insight.