End of a chapter

Look carefully, friends, at this magnificent piece of machinery. Look on it, for it is gone.

When this truck entered my life, it touched parts of my soul that I didn’t know existed. Our community group bought this truck together, to share as we began the journey into rural life and intentional community. Here’s what I wrote about it in an e-mail when we bought it:

Being a rural land owner is changing me drastically. I’m now the proud 1/4 owner of a TRUCK! And I’m obsessed with it. I had no idea how cool it is to own a real, live WORK truck.

It’s a 1973 F350 flatbed-but the best part of all is it’s got a crew cab. A CREW CAB! 4 doors of massive steel. I can haul anything, anywhere, with 6 people in the cab. We got a steal on this thing from an old guy who had it sitting in his orchard.

I’m worried that any day I’m going to start listening to country music…

But a year and a half later…a brake job, water pump, starter, alternator, carburetor, and 4 tires later…after running out of gas twice and stalling once (and that’s just ME)…we decided it was time to part with the truck.

Parting is such sweet sorrow…