My story behind my truck picture, is the story of my childhood. It is the first truck my father ever owned free and clear. It is a 1967 Chevy C20, which used to sport white wooden livestock racks in the truckbed. I had many days shoving seven or eight 200 plus pound hogs into the back of that old beast. Hogs that I helped feed and care for, but hogs that had to go to town to pay our bills. We also used it to haul our family lawn mower in the back, to mow a local cemetery for extra cash. I traveled many miles in the bed of that truck, just standing in the back, face in the wind, hands holding tight to the livestock racks.
Fast forward to a couple of years ago. The truck was worn, beat, and had been permanently parked in the back yard. But the price of steel was high, so the local junkyard offered $350 for the truck. My dad thought he'd won the lottery. Until I matched the price....
My dad thought I was a fool. But I have a rare piece in my collection now. A piece that I have sweat and tears in. A piece that is so much more than monetary value. A piece that I can truly, truly be proud of to be the main photo for my business.
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Great story Dan, and you're fortunate to have that tangible bit of your history. I was just talking to a friend yesterday about the 57 Chevy pickup that my Dad let me drive in high school...I have no idea where it ended up.
ReplyDeleteThis really touches my heart, Dan and I totally understand. Way to go.
ReplyDeletewe have a 1968..but no story :S again it's my fav colour..guess I won't even bother to ask the question..(is it for sale)
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A wonderful story. Your Dad was big on building memories so you could have items to hand down to your kids so they could tell the same story. That way, neither one of you will be forgotten. Write your stories of your Dad and let him live until the end of time. Thank you for sharing. Jan Simpson
ReplyDeleteA wonderful story. Your Dad was big on building memories so you could have items to hand down to your kids so they could tell the same story. That way, neither one of you will be forgotten. Write your stories of your Dad and let him live until the end of time. Thank you for sharing. Jan Simpson
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