After much hand-wringing and soul-searching, earlier this Spring I finally decided to sell my OT '66 Buick Skylark. So of course, with all those Benjamins burning a hole in my pocket, the race was on to find her replacement. As I had just traded my daily driver SUV in for a Ford Fusion Hybrid sedan a couple weeks prior to the sale of the Skylark, it was determined by my ̶C̶F̶O̶ wife that my next time wasting money pit should be a pickup, as we now no longer had a vehicle to haul gardening supplies, and construction materials for our Halloween parties. So, the search began in earnest. I determined early on that I wanted a Ford (sorry Bowtie Bros, I just like Dearborn's styling better), and wanted it to be HAMB-friendly. I also wanted a modicum of drivability, so I kept my search to the postwar era. I've often said that greater Fresno is a graveyard for new and used car deals. Well, the same can be said for classic and special-interest car deals, too. Craigslist. AutoTrader Classics. Hemmings. HAMB. Bupkis. There were a couple down in the Orange County area, but I really didn't want to drive that far, nor did I relish driving or towing a purchase back over the Grapevine. Besides-- I'd sold my tow vehicle the month prior. Then a posting from, as it turns out, a fellow HAMBer who goes by the name of GearSlammer came up on Craigslist. Ford? Check. V-8? Check. Auto? Check. HAMB-friendly? Check. Within budget? Check. Running? Well... not quite. Though it had a completely rebuilt 390 FE courtesy of another HAMBer (noted Y-Block guru mctim64) and fresh C6, it was still in the Unfinished Stage, and so I kept looking, as I really wanted a turn-key ride. Nothing decent came up, and just as I started opening my search up for Chevys, Mr. GearSlammer updated his listing, noting that the truck was now RUNNING. Well now. A dialogue was stuck up via social media, and the truck in question became more and more appealing. A few days passed, we met, a test drive was taken, and I was smitten. I decided to sleep on it however, as I knew better from past transactions not to act hastily. Of course by the time I went to bed that night, I had already gone online and purchased a missing ignition bezel for the truck, so to Hell with my logic... Anyway, here he is, in all it's glory. I NEVER name my cars, but for some reason this one I felt deserved a name. And since old trucks always make me think of Hank Williams, and because it's a Ford, I've dubbed him Hank. Plans at this point are pretty rudimentary-- rebleed the brakes, as the pedal is way too spongy, address the "slop" in the steering, and see about finding a panel to cover the hole in the floor created to accommodate the C6. Watch this space.