So I got up this morning and had my 4 cups of coffee...noticed that the sun was shining and got the urge to go to the parts yard. The parts yard I go to is the only parts yard left around here with any square-bodies.
They have the same dozen or so trucks....they aren't getting any more...and each time I go out there they are disappearing a panel or clip or part at a time.
Today I went just because I was bored and wanted to get out of the house...I wasn't looking for anything in particular...and in a way, this was the most fun trip I have made there because it just gave me a chance to browse....
I walked from truck to truck, looking inside and all around...just taking in the totality and the finality of it all...I now know these trucks...I know what the guts and the skeleton look like from working on my own....and seeing these trucks dwindling away just struck me in a very strong way today...I wanted to take them all with me to make sure they didn't just go away...and part of me just wants them to stay right where they are...because I don't want to think about what it would be like to go to the yard and not see a c/k...
There are at least eight fewer than there were when I discovered this place three years ago...I hope they got used properly...I hope they went "to good homes".
I decided to look for small items...stuff I hadn't got yet and was afraid they wouldn't be there the next time I came back. I took all the oem wiper blades I could find...I got a parking lamp lens...there was a dash bucket I wanted but I didn't have the tools with me to remove it...
I saw a 1973 GMC truck...it had a nice emblem...I looked at it for a long little while...and decided it wasn't fair for me to take that because there has to be someone else who is looking for that and will be excited to find it....
Sorry I don't have any pictures...I purposely didn't take the camera...I didn't want to be distracted. I took mental pictures...I looked at empty engine compartments and looked at old faded stickers to see where they put them from the factory...
I was standing by a 1974 when an overwhelming emotion hit me...remembering when I was a child and my dad took me and my brother to the parts yard...I am now older than my dad was when we went to the parts yard...one of the few times I ever got to spend any time with him.
I guess it just hit me hard today...the mortality of things....those trucks are almost gone...they are a link to my past that is fading away also...I feel lucky to own one so I can just go sit in it. It has become a time capsule for me...and therapy in a way to understanding my father and my childhood.
I still owe Quint lunch and two cases of Apricot Brandy....and one of these days, when the Blazer is finished...I will bring Ellen her cup back as I promised...
They have the same dozen or so trucks....they aren't getting any more...and each time I go out there they are disappearing a panel or clip or part at a time.
Today I went just because I was bored and wanted to get out of the house...I wasn't looking for anything in particular...and in a way, this was the most fun trip I have made there because it just gave me a chance to browse....
I walked from truck to truck, looking inside and all around...just taking in the totality and the finality of it all...I now know these trucks...I know what the guts and the skeleton look like from working on my own....and seeing these trucks dwindling away just struck me in a very strong way today...I wanted to take them all with me to make sure they didn't just go away...and part of me just wants them to stay right where they are...because I don't want to think about what it would be like to go to the yard and not see a c/k...
There are at least eight fewer than there were when I discovered this place three years ago...I hope they got used properly...I hope they went "to good homes".
I decided to look for small items...stuff I hadn't got yet and was afraid they wouldn't be there the next time I came back. I took all the oem wiper blades I could find...I got a parking lamp lens...there was a dash bucket I wanted but I didn't have the tools with me to remove it...
I saw a 1973 GMC truck...it had a nice emblem...I looked at it for a long little while...and decided it wasn't fair for me to take that because there has to be someone else who is looking for that and will be excited to find it....
Sorry I don't have any pictures...I purposely didn't take the camera...I didn't want to be distracted. I took mental pictures...I looked at empty engine compartments and looked at old faded stickers to see where they put them from the factory...
I was standing by a 1974 when an overwhelming emotion hit me...remembering when I was a child and my dad took me and my brother to the parts yard...I am now older than my dad was when we went to the parts yard...one of the few times I ever got to spend any time with him.
I guess it just hit me hard today...the mortality of things....those trucks are almost gone...they are a link to my past that is fading away also...I feel lucky to own one so I can just go sit in it. It has become a time capsule for me...and therapy in a way to understanding my father and my childhood.
I still owe Quint lunch and two cases of Apricot Brandy....and one of these days, when the Blazer is finished...I will bring Ellen her cup back as I promised...


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I had to get myself over trying to save them all a few years ago. But now you had to make me think...
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