My father in law, Steve, bought this truck brand new in 1988. He had it for years! A few years ago, he decided that it was time to get a new one that was more reliable. So he gave this to Jason. Jason used it every now and then, but not a whole lot. He took Isaiah fishing and hunting in it. We got loads and loads of rock and dirt for our back yard. But it still didn't get used a whole lot. It needed new tires, and it was starting to have issues with it that we couldn't afford to fix. So, we decided to sell it. It was actually harder than we thought it'd be to get rid of it. But we sold it to a man whom is giving it to his 15 year old son. He wants him to learn to work on it and fix it and it was nice to see that he was excited for it and thankful for it. Poor Isaiah though cried all morning long. He thought he was going to be driving it someday. I do feel bad.... but it's better in the long run. One strange thing that I do, is memorize the sounds of vehicles. I know my neighbors... I know ours. And the sound of this truck starting up is very specific. I will miss the sound. I will miss driving it too. We are thankful for chance we had to have it in our lives! And are thankful to Steve for giving it to us! It really did help us so much and saved us a lot of money. Goodbye old truck!
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