As The Pony and I were leaving Country Mart a couple weeks ago, a vehicle pulled in.
"I'm getting a picture of that for your dad. It looks like the kind of truck he had when we first met. Except the bed of this one is longer. But his was all different colors, too. The people at the pool would see him drive in on the weekend, after he'd picked up HOS and The (little future) Veteran. They'd say, 'Here comes Sandford and sons!'"
I wasn't sure of the year. I thought it was a 1965. I was right! Except Hick said his didn't have that roof shelf thingy sticking out, and he had a full back window, not the little one.
There's the long bed. Hick's version had a short bed. Which I suppose was just a regular bed. Hick's was darker in color. I can't really describe it. A lot of rust and red and dark blue, I think.
Anyhoo... this was back when I first met Hick. I lived in a townhouse apartment, and Hick lived across the parking lot in a regular 1-bedroom ground floor apartment. We met at the pool. When Hick started driving me around in his truck, he said he was planning on getting it painted. An Earl Scheib special ($29.95), he said! Money was tight then, as he had just been divorced less than a year.
Anyhoo... Hick had some spray paint, and painted only the passenger door. Just for me, he said. The top around the window was white, like this one in the picture. And the bottom of the door was royal blue. Only the best for Hick's new woman, heh, heh!
Anyhoo... I showed Hick these pictures of the truck, and he said:
"Oh, I know that truck. The lady who drives it delivers meals for the Senior Center."
Well. Not that day. A man got out of this truck.
The Pony liked the story of his dad painting the truck door just for me.
Whne I saw the first picture with the word "LAW", I thought, Oh No! Herer comes the judge, or the bail bondsman. Hick has come along way since his wooing days.
ReplyDeleteNo, it was not the long bed of the law. It refers to a tragic daycare incident, and many people around here had their vehicles painted in support of passing a law. Most were temporary paint jobs, but this truck seems to have a permanent version.
DeleteHick may not even paint a door for me these days! He's too busy with other things. For his Harem, maybe...
I love the way that truck looks. I love the shape and the colors. I wonder how it runs.
ReplyDeleteIt sounded fine when it parked beside me! It runs well enough to deliver senior lunches five days a week.
DeleteThat is so sweet. Aw, the memories. I had a Monte Carlo that the driver's door was rusting out on the bottom and during the winter the snow would get packed up in there and it would be hard to open and close. So, my boyfriend at the time, and my son, decided to Bondo it, which involved sanding and what not. When it was done, the door was three different colors because they also sprayed it with primer. I never did get it painted. My mom said I better not rob a bank because there would be no problem identifying the getaway vehicle. That same car, while everyone made fun of it, was the one that took 2 people home from work when we got a brutally cold winter storm. I would always put an old army blanket in front of the engine and held it in place with the hood to hold what heat I could from my drive to work, then I would go out and freeze my butt off so that I could start it and warm it up, eat my lunch, and then after shutting it off, go in for the rest of my workday. When others came out to their much newer, fancier cars and they wouldn't start, I gave 1 jump and took 2 people home and then got myself stuck after picking up my son at the sitters. I kept old carpet samples in the trunk and shoved one under each back tire. (obviously not front wheel drive like everything seems to be today) and took off. They gave me enough traction to get going and get me to the apartment parking lot, where I got stuck again, except this time, I was in the parking lot, at the end and it looked like a bad parking job. I rocked it and got it a little better but left it, hoping the plows didn't hit when they finally came through. Those old vehicles have a lot more going for them than what is being sold today. Ranee
ReplyDeleteThe old vehicles can be tinkered with, and fixed by driveway mechanics. That's what Hick loves about them. Not all the computer chip technology these days.
DeleteI love things that are randomly painted in colours that look nice together.
ReplyDeleteThe front end reminds me of the Partridge Family bus!
DeleteRomance!
ReplyDeleteThe way to a woman's heart is through her own painted passenger door on her paramour's junky vehicle!
DeleteMemory Lane is well paved! Made me think of the guy who painted the windows of our store front in MN. He was a friend of one of the technicians that worked for me fixing pagers. He was a nice enough guy, long haired like my guys and all of them had degrees form college and should all know how to spell. This guy asked The Man if we wanted permanent paint, butt he pronounced it perNaMent. I had to leave the room to keep from correcting him while I laughed.
ReplyDeleteIt's like when Hick told me he bought a well-dipper thingy at an auction, so we could still have water during the Apopadopalyspe.
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