1993 Ford F150-Clint G.

My grandfather had bought this truck back in 1993 brand new. As a child growing up he would always take me for rides in it. When I was about 8 years old he asked me one day if I wanted to drive and as the most energetic kid in the family I said yes and from the time I started driving that truck I fell in love. There was nothing better than driving around the yard listening to an old radio station with your grandpa. Years passed and I began to notice a change in my grandpa the days got shorter for him as he could not stay out in the heat long (being in our Florida heat) so I got to drive less and less. I can still remember the day of my sixteenth birthday, the day I got my license, I had gotten money and others thing, but after I had got back home from the DMV my grandpa met me outside with a tiny box and inside that tiny box was a set of keys to that old blue truck that I grew up driving and had many memories in with. I still drive the old truck that I call OL’Blue and there will never be a day that I am alive that I will sell this truck and I hope maybe one I can give it to one of my kids.