Father’s Truck

My father handed over this 1978 Ford truck to me (I was 17) which he purchased brand new. Shortly after that, he passed away unexpectedly at the age of 37 in January of 1983. We were cutting firewood with this truck in an ash swamp in the middle of winter in Minnesota when he experienced a heart attack. I have a lot of memories of him in this truck. He named the truck “Lord Mr. Ford” after the song by Jerry Reed. He always had a name for his trucks. I drove it for my junior and senior years of high school which everyone still talks about. Big tires and loud exhaust. Then to college and after college for awhile. I parked it in 1999 and stored it away as different priorities came in my life(Wife and kid). Now I’m back into fixing up this truck, call it a mid life crisis if you want. My daughter wants to drive it now, so I would do anything for her.