I couldn’t help but let my mind wander and imagine the stories the truck could tell me. I wonder how many good crops it saw, how many stressful days and drives through the field with the owner wondering how he was going to make it.
I wonder if there were more happy times than sad times, more fruitful times than not and I wonder how many kids learned to drive in it; how many took it for joy rides through the pastures, or if it was the main transportation on any first dates to drive ins or A&W’s? I wonder if a new bride and groom drove away to start their life together in this then beautiful, shiny truck?
2 comments:
great pics, gorgeous old truck!!
Loving old things and the stories they could tell must be a family trait! I'm the same.
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