

This Saturday was an exciting day for Sidra, but a little bit of a sadder day for Daddy and Meili; we scrapped our 1976 Ford truck! That bad boy has been parked because of some needed repairs for a good year and a half and Sidra and our landlord are pretty excited that it's gone. Scott always dreamed of repairing it, but doesn't seem to find the time between a Master's Thesis and working full time. We found out that scrap metal is at a pretty good price right now so we towed it (with a flat tire) while Meili looked on and bawled, "It's coming back, right? Right?" Here's some pics from when we were trying to sell it last summer (or the summer before, I can't quite remember).
Some of my favorite memories with that truck were mostly the comments we got. Here's a couple of my favorites:
Matt Duerden, "Is that YOUR truck? I bet we could take it over some sweet jumps!" (with reference to the movie "Napoleon Dynamite"
Jess Willis, "Is that YOUR truck that I hear every morning at 6:00 am? Ahh, it reminds me of my Daddy's truck!"
Various People, "Is that YOUR truck? Can you help us move next week?"