When you arise in the morning, think of what a
precious privilege it is to be alive - to breathe, to think,
to enjoy, to love.
- Marcus Aurelius
I hate to see old trucks like that rust back to dirt. That appears to be what we used to call a 3/4 ton which were pretty rare at the time because they were large pickup and not quite to a full truck. The spare tire is on a split rim wheel which was a man killer if care and expertise was not used when airing it up after repairing or mounting a tire. Repairs required removing the tire, patching the tube and/or applying a "boot" to the tire to fix a weak spot. The mirrors would bounce so much you could usually only tell something was behind you, not what it was unless you already knew. There a key hole under the door handle so you could lock it. I learned the hard way most cars only have one keyhole because we all have remote locks, if you ever have to resort to a key, only the drivers' door has a key slot. Good photo, old memories.
Want to hear God laugh? Tell him Your plans!!!
When you arise in the morning, think of what a
precious privilege it is to be alive - to breathe, to think,
to enjoy, to love.
- Marcus Aurelius
When you arise in the morning, think of what a
precious privilege it is to be alive - to breathe, to think,
to enjoy, to love.
- Marcus Aurelius
Where are the "American Pickers" when you need them?
That is a rare one in exceptionally good shape for the age. Those old Internationals were almost bullet proof. Only problem with them was that they wanted to dive into every corn field you went past.
Kevin
Be careful how you live. You may be the only Bible some person ever reads.
When you arise in the morning, think of what a
precious privilege it is to be alive - to breathe, to think,
to enjoy, to love.
- Marcus Aurelius
Outstanding!! I would rather own that truck, restored as original, than anything new on the road today!
When you can arrange your affairs to go fishing, forget all the signs, homilies, advice and folklore. JUST GO.
That brings back good memories of my late grandfather. He was a mechanic and parts man for an IH dealer his entire working life and I remember visiting him at work when I was very young. To this day the smell of an old garage is sweet and any International product looks good. Thanks for posting this.
A right emblem it may be, of the uncertain things of this world; that when men have sold them selves for them, they vanish into smoke. ~ William Bradford
I finally realized that Life is a metaphor for Fly Fishing.
My brother and my first driving lessons were in a 1953 long wheel based IH half ton with a 3 speed on the column.
Want to hear God laugh? Tell him Your plans!!!