I wonder about each one…
Who bought it, and how many times did it change hands?
How did it find its way here and how much time has passed?
Who did it carry to earn a week’s wages?
Did an owner ever place a wager on my Chevy against your old Ford down that straightaway?
Did cheers erupt and wedding bells ever chime as it pulled away from a church?
Did it ever carry whiskey out of a holler?
Was a sick child ever tenderly held as a mother prayed they would make it in time?
Owners long gone, likely passed on from this earth. The things we leave behind, and the stories these old trucks could tell.
Owners long gone, likely passed on from this earth. The things we leave behind, and the stories these old trucks could tell.
2 comments:
Beautiful, Kim!! Love the colors.
That is so cool. What were you doing there? There are a couple of old ones we have seen along hikes we have done. Awesome!
Love,
Meg
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