Once upon a time, long before I met her, my wife drove a battered 1958 Chevrolet pickup around the Ozark Mountains. She loved that truck. She still tells stories about it. Heck, she's written *songs*
I don't know much about trucks, but I've been on the Net fifteen years. This is the most eloquent excuse for an off-topic posting I've seen in a long time! -- ___ O~~* /_) ' / / /_/ ' , , ' ,_ _ \|/
Wisconsin Dells must be a haven for old vehicles and the people who love them. Your neighbor Tommy Bartlett not only gives DUKW rides to visitors, he's also got a vintage Russian space station up on