Yesterday I drove to Chad’s town to pick Addie up after school so she could spend the long weekend with us. I know Chad and Nicole enjoy a little alone time sometimes and I definitely enjoy having Addie. Chad was off so I told him I’d run by and visit with him for a while, get Addie’s stuff and then I’d go pick her up. When I got there, he was out working in the garage doing some woodworking and he had some bread recipe rising because he had to stop and go in, clean up and do a bit of kneading on the dough. He’s such a cool guy . . but I might be just a bit biased in my opinion. 🙂
I asked him if he wanted to go with me to get Addie. He said “Let’s take the old truck!”
It has been so, so many years since I rode in that truck. It was such a trip down memory lane for me and totally weird in a good way to see Chad driving my grandpa’s old truck.
It was a farm truck – never meant to be a fancy truck like the trucks are today. I never paid attention to my grandpa driving it but watching Chad having to work four pedals with two feet . . I can tell you I’ll never try it. When Chad first got it home, he was struggling with working all the pedals and now, he said it’s a piece of cake. He doesn’t even have to think about which foot is going to do what. I can’t even say that when I’m walking! 🙂
Addie was so happy to see us drive up in that old truck. I hope my grandpa is able to look down and see how Chad, Nicole and Addie are enjoying that old truck.
I will forever be thankful to my uncle for giving Chad that truck and keeping it in the family.