by pastor bubba » Mon Jan 20, 2014 4:16 pm
I remember working with my dad as a kid on his 57 Hudson. When she turned 16, I bought an old 86 Ranger 4x4 and fixed it up for her for Christmas with the help of around 8 people. On Christmas morning, before she even saw it, we went from house to house so she could thank those who helped me and they gave her little clues as to what she was getting. When we finally got back home, she loved the truck, but it wasn't quite done. I wanted her to help me finish it so she installed the shocks, changed the oil and I taught her to change a tire. My favorite picture of that experience is a hand shot. She had just had a manicure the day before and her hand was covered in oil. There was one morning a couple of years ago when I was really swamped and needed to change the oil in her and my truck. She offered to change mine when she finished hers.