It’s bad enough she painted these eyes on my head lamps. Now what is she trying to do, a root canal? I never thought retirement would be like this. Plunked down behind an old garage with assorted shrubbery growing up through my frame. I know I shouldn’t feel too sorry for myself. At least I still have some color, four tires, fenders and a running board. If only I could tell her about all the work I did in my younger years. I was a hard working truck and hauled many a heavy load for my last owner, the farmer, Mr. Thomas. I brought his wife and baby son home from the hospital. I took his son to the bus when he enlisted in the Army. He never came back from that war. I even carried Mr. Thomas to his final resting place over at the town cemetery. I guess this is better than being buried and forgotten. Maybe I can still be useful after all.
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LOL! I hadn’t noticed those eyes. 😀 😀 Wonderful story! It never occurred to me to consider what a car/truck has done in its lifetime! This afternoon, I will be trying to think what all my dear old car has done for me. 😀 😀 Haha! Love it!
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Thank You, Joy! ❤ I like to think about the history of things. And those eyes are funny looking.
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My pleasure!
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Reblogged this on Yellow El Camino and commented:
I think this is lovely 🙂
And it is about about an old pickup too.
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Thank You very much. Thanks for the reblog. 🙂
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The thanks are surely mine. It’s so evocative.
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You are very kind. Thank You.
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Yes, a lovely story. I love a talking car 🙂
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Thank You, Sonya ❤
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I think we had the same line of thought today.
Great story.
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Well great minds….Thank You. 🙂
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This is so nice. If an old truck could really communicate, this would be the ideal conversation! It played such an important part in their life.
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Thank You very much. I started writing from the truck’s perspective and thought about how the truck could tell a family history.
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Lovely story and lovely car… It must love its owner so much. 🙂
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Thank You. Well I think it did love its original owner. 🙂
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Welcome. 🙂
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A lovely historical approach, nicely done
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Thank You. 🙂
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These old cars have certainly got tales to tell.
A great story.
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Yes they do. Thank You.
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This is a great approach to the photograph. A little self talk usually helps matters 😛 I thought the eyes were so cute!
Ellespeth
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Thank You, Ellespeth. I can’t take credit for the eyes because they came with the photo. 🙂
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A wonderful story from the POV of a car. 🙂
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Thank You very much. 🙂
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You’re welcome 😉
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I loved this look into the old truck’s thoughts. He / it’s certainly had a colourful past. Lovely detail about all the useful things he’s done – and the quip about the root canal was hilarious. 🙂
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Thank You, Millie. The way the woman was leaned way into the truck it made me think of root canal. I am glad that worked. 🙂
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Interesting viewpoint from the car. Yeah, I was wondering about those eyes too! Great job.
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Thank You, Mandibelle! 🙂
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That truck did some living 🙂
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Like if the walls could talk he has a lot of memories. 🙂
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True 🙂
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Quite some ‘history’, indeed. (PS: Those are what I call resilient eyes. 🙂 )
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