Friday, June 06, 2008
I don't remember exactly, but I'm pretty close when I estimate this is a 1963 Chevy. Of course, it's throroughly illegal for the road, but when reason and caution are thrown to the wind it can still run at better than 60 mph.
This photo hangs in the front window of a local camera shop and I'm told it's a source of consistent fascination. The truck itself has been responsible for countless hours of semi-dangerous fun. Only one person is allowed to drive it and that works out because only one person knows how to start it. It's actually more important that only one person knows how to STOP it. That's my father, who at 81 years old will still take kids for rides through the woods in his truck. All you have to do is ask.
I'm sure that it has not occurred to my father that his truck is a rolling, rumbling metaphor. It may have lost its top and it's not shiny like it used to be, but when called upon it can still get the job done.
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