My Facetruck thread.

[special-K]

Originally Posted by slomotion

Thank you!

Fort Valley (the tug) of course was named for that area. My childhood was off the Fort Valley Rd in Carmel. Rt 769 (St David's Church Rd.) My sister and I would try to trap minnows in Passage Creek as kids. We had to create our own amusement during the summer days, as the nearest kids were a couple of miles away, but a bike ride was all it took. Our parents never worried about us - not because they didn't care, it was just a different time and place. There was a ramshackle general store at Dry Run and we'd ride our bikes down there for a Nehi soda. The two or three old men on the porch in coveralls would say "Hello" and go on with their conversation. These were the days when 769 was a gravel road and we'd see the dust in the air when the mail car was coming. Any time we'd see road dust we'd stop what we were doing and wait to see who was going by. There'd be dust on the Queen Ann's Lace between the road and a section of old rusty barbed wire strung between gray posts. The houses were a half mile apart, and it seemed we were all shirt-tail relation one way or another.
Today it's getting so built up it's hard to recognize.
Sadly, it's true, "You can't ever go home again". The images in your mind don't change, but the reality does, so "Home" is a just memory.

I wish I had know it back then. Garrett County, MD is going downhill from what seemed to a forever wonderland. I guess it was I-68 that made Deep Creek Lake become the place to build a second home, although it's been a resort area since the 30s. Now the cancer is spreading through the county, driving real estate prices up to about what they are down here... where there is a strong economy that justifies it. I guess it just wasn't quite far enough away.

Originally Posted by davischevy

You just described my childhood. Only the names and places were different. Three relative boys and I would leave home in the morning and come back at dusk, starving to death.

Thanks for the beautiful picture of Fort Valley. And thanks Other* for adding to it. It never failed, I'd get in trouble for coming in too late for supper in early spring with the days getting longer. That just allowed me and whoever I was with, if anyone, to get farther from home and deeper into what ever we had found to get into.

I had all my excess power steering boxes listed on Craigslist some time ago. I had ten I think, and was offering them individually. The guy who responded, I could tell, was an older guy. He had an early-60s Chevy truck he was putting power steering on. I told him I'd bring them all and he could take his pick. We met up in Berryville, VA which is about 1/2 way. It turned out he lived in and was born and raised in Fort Valley. It also turned out he would rebuild steering boxes to sell. I gave him all the boxes for the cost of one. I got far better than dollars out of that encounter. I wish I kept his name.

* Mind if I call you Other for short?

[davischevy]

Originally Posted by special-K

* Mind if I call you Other for short?

I've been called much worse.

[FleetsidePaul]

Originally Posted by slomotion

Thank you!


Today it's getting so built up it's hard to recognize.
Sadly, it's true, "You can't ever go home again". The images in your mind don't change, but the reality does, so "Home" is a just memory.

I went back to my home town a couple of months ago. It was not the same place. Practically everything I knew was gone. Everyone I knew was gone. I felt like a stranger and I grew up there.

[special-K]

Sorry about your knee, Other. I did the same thing back in the '50s but I'm still not ready to share that. But I am about to change my profile picture since there was no way to show it back then

[davischevy]

I bolted a couple more pieces on the Arkansas K10.

[72 tigger]

Looks great Larry

[FleetsidePaul]

Yeah Larry. A thing of beauty. I'm digging that chrome shifter and the knob with the shift pattern on it, It looks great. I've only seen the plain Jane black ones. I don't get out often.

[Getter-Done]

Shiny shiny.

Great job Larry

[special-K]

That Ochre, 4spd/4wd, chrome & a/c truck is going* to be a real country gentleman out there.

*coulda said fixin'

[FleetsidePaul]

Originally Posted by special-K

That Ochre, 4spd/4wd, chrome & a/c truck is going* to be a real country gentleman out there.

*coulda said fixin'

Rough cut country gentleman don't say "fixin'.

[72 tigger]

I’m sure some of you guys see bald eagles on a regular basis. Their population has been growing around here the past 10 years. This is less than a mile from my house, along the Wabash river

[Steeveedee]

I wish. We do see hawks cruising around, though.

[special-K]

If I saw eagles every day I still wouldn't take them for granted. I'd hope to see another

[davischevy]

WE saw a bald eagle at Taylor Reservoir, CO last week.

[3757chevy]

Originally Posted by davischevy

WE saw a bald eagle at Taylor Reservoir, CO last week.

How's the water level up there? I haven't been up there since our kids were young.

[davischevy]

Originally Posted by 3757chevy

How's the water level up there? I haven't been up there since our kids were young.

Low.

I was thinking about you when we came back through your area.

[3757chevy]

Originally Posted by davischevy

Low.

I was thinking about you when we came back through your area.

It would have been nice to meet up.

[special-K]

Just in case anyone here likes Kenworths or has any interest in hauling construction equipment around on a lowboy

[FleetsidePaul]

I like the Kenworth's. And that sure is a nice one. I rode in a KW last week and about fell on my face trying to get out.

I'm not as young as I used to be. Bummer.

[davischevy]

That sure is a purty rig.

[special-K]

Which one? Here is their Peterbilt (or one of them)

[72 tigger]

Nice looking trucks! My friend uses his KW to go camping

[Steeveedee]

^ No problem pulling hills with that rig! Nice!

[davischevy]

We got the basement poured.

[davischevy]

My ten-year-old grandson dug the plumbing trenches today. He ran the mini ex and skid steer both. He filled that skid steer bucket time after time and never once slapped the skid steer.

I ran the rake and shovel.