Filed under: Customs
This morning I was sitting at the lone stop light in the sleepy little town of Dripping Springs, TX in my new daily driver – a 1939 Deluxe Ford Sedan (story for another day). And when I say “sleepy,” I mean it – there wasn’t a soul around as the sun was coming up. It’s one of those moments when you know nobody is around, but you still stop at the red light and wonder if you are a sheep or a man.
Just about the time that I was about to prove my manhood to… well, nobody… a buddy of mine roars across the intersection in his ’55 Ford truck. I laughed and then wondered why. I mean, nobody was there to hear me laugh, so why bother? If a tree falls in the woods and nobody is there to hear it, does it make a sound? Does a bear shit in the woods?
Questions… Lots of them. And I had no answers. Of course, I only had half an hour or so to figure out an answer to the most important question I have every morning – What the hell am I going to post about today? And then it struck me. Didn’t Car Craft do a special truck issue in the summer of 1958?
At least I got one answer.
My favorite featured truck is the multi-toned hauler of Richard Axcell. Which one would you call yours?