we have this truck…
ok, technically it is my grandfathers truck; but really it is the families truck.
i’m pretty sure all the grandchildren have driven it at some point or another.
bo learned to drive in it, my cousin jonathan did too, we’ve driven it in the country, on the highway, on the interstate…through mud roads, gravel, asphalt.
grandchildren have been buckled into the back bucket seats for store runs – or we’ve laid in the flatbed driving down the interstate (rednecks i tell you, rednecks!).
when my brother’s car (our moms old car) blew up in flames, he drove this sucker to school for months. there was no heat, no ac, no defrost, windshield wipers were a joke, you had to put your weight into the breaks, and you didn’t even need a key to start it – just turn the ignition. 😉 (this has been fixed recently)
i recently found out that it was my aunt & uncle’s honeymoon car. apparently my grandfather had just bought it right before they got married. my uncle’s mom said something along the lines of “steve, wouldn’t you feel better knowing your daughter was driving to florida in a safe new truck?” yup, guilted in to it!
the truck has had many uses – and up until recently grandaddy was holding on to it to use as a property truck out at their place…but we all knew that was not going to happen. many, many, older men stopped by the house asking if it was for sale – i would take their information, pass it along, and nothing ever came of it. it has been sitting in one of two spots in my side yard for the better part of three years. i’ve gotten used to mowing around & weed eating under it. it’s almost like a lawn decoration.
recently my grandfather called and told me he sold it – to a guy in the neighborhood. 🙂 he’s planning on repainting it and breathing some new life into this old clunker. i will be thrilled to see it driving down the street.
i must admit, when i came home the other night and saw the empty spot (and high grass!) where it used to sit…i was a little sad. it’s like an end of an era. the great grandchildren won’t get to drive the old truck, or have the luxury of adding another dent or scratch to it.
so here’s to you green beast.
thank you for the many miles, windows down, drinks spilt, and country music blaring.
you will be missed.
does your family have a certain car/item that gets passed around?