Friday, June 07, 2013
Somethin' 'Bout A Truck
There's something about a truck. I have fond memories of riding in the back of Michael Barrett's truck with a few friends on Saturday nights in high school. Of course, that's frowned upon now. I also remember when my father dug me out of a hole I created for myself. I was living with friends after my car broke down and I had lost my job. So, that VW bug had to be sold. It was a very basic 1988 Toyota pick-up but it took a beating. It got abused, wrecked and dealt with overheating issues after I cracked the weld where the hose going to the radiator was. I still remember a few times where it died from abuse (let's face it, I wasn't really a responsible person at this point in my life) and I would be sitting in the truck with my friend Tracy on the way to Barley's to watch Monday Night Football. Getting rid of that truck was really a transition to adulthood for me.
Between then, I had a Rodeo and a Tucson. Ok, still have the Tucson but someone else in the family will be driving it more in the near future. But we had some serious conversations about what to get next. I really wanted to have something I could put our mountain bikes in the back of and go off riding. Something dependable but depreciated (which really is like wanting a dog without fur... they are out there but seldom found) and maybe not even a truck. It could have been a beater for David to use. But after talking about different options and we said, "If it is meant to happen soon, it will just pop up." A few weeks later, this truck was sitting outside our door with a 'for sale' sign on it. We eyed it over curiously and a friend of the owner (a neighbor) came and told us about it. Well, it's done. It's now a new member of our family. All we can hope for is the dependability but I can say that my responsibility level now will allow me to appreciate it a lot more than that little '88 Toyota.