My uncle bought this truck new and baby it. My childhood memories are of him, my dad and I going hunting, fishing, or hiking in this truck. He died in 1995 at age of 29. The truck sat for a long time without anyone driving it. My other uncle ended up with it and got it back running and driving. He told me for a long time that one day I could have it as long as I took care of it and didn’t make a farm truck out of it. About 3 weeks ago he told me to come get it. Now I have it and am charged with restoring it to its former glory. I love driving it and it brings so many good memories of my childhood!!!!