The Daughter spotted this little gem coming home on the school bus 20 years ago. Classic vehicles have always had a place in our hearts, so she could barely wait until Mister got home from work to tell him about the truck she discovered for sale.
It took little persuading to get the family to take a drive after supper that night, and that is how and when, the appropriately named “Blue” joined our family.
The kids and I kept him clean and polished while Mister looked after the mechanical end. A joint effort which resulted in him always running great and looking his best, whether at a Show and Shine, or out on a drive.
One of our favorite trips to take with this guy was the few miles into town for ice cream. Habits and laws changed significantly in the last twenty years. Back then it wasn’t illegal to ride in the box of a truck. So our family of four had different combinations of who was in Blue’s cab and who was in his box, the only constant being Mister always drove. I can manage manual transmissions, but I’m not a big fan.
After the daughter got her license, she asked Mister to teach her how to drive, a standard like Blue. The lesson ended in her frustrated because of the hill we lived on. She spun his tires, popped his clutch, and stalled his motor numerous times before, Blue, made it back up into the shop.
In typical boy fashion, when the son became old enough he mastered Blue’s three in the tree manual with fewer issues.
That’s okay, us girls were quite content being passengers.
When other kids at school wanted limos picking them up from their grade 12 grad supper, our daughter requested, Blue, for her ride home with Mister as the driver.
Over the years, lives got busier, and car show outings became none existent. Sadly, a couple recent summers passed without, Blue, even coming out of the shop.
Last month he made his first trip to our place at the lake, mind you he came by trailer. Having the original straight six engine means he really isn’t ideal for hours on a busy four lane highway at today’s speeds.
Why hadn’t we taken him before? Because we don’t have a garage here.
Why did we bring him this year? Because there was a Show and Shine nearby.
He’s won his share of trophies, and didn’t disappoint, winning “Best Truck” at that outing.
The reason for this post though is because, Blue, went to that show with a “For Sale” sign resting on his seat, and like, General, in my “Heart Of Steel” post he is now sold.
This is a big change for the family, and we will all miss him, but just because he’s not up in the shop anymore doesn’t mean our memories of him will fade.
It’s time for someone else to enjoy this little treasure, and Mister and I felt good about the fellow who bought him.
Of course, there was sadness, but we were also surprised by something else we experienced.
We were reminded of one of Mister’s father’s favorite sayings, and how true it has become, “The more things you own, the more headaches you have.”
To the young or perhaps not retired this may seem exaggerated.
How can just owning something be a headache or cause stress?
It’s hard to say whether it’s all money related or if a downsizing syndrome has kicked in, but decreasing yearly insurance fees and having less to worry about maintaining has brought us some peace.
So, as emotional as it was to part with first, General, and now, Blue, Mister and I feel it was the right thing for us to do.
Don’t be afraid of a, less is more, lifestyle.
For us the benefits have been similar to what is said about cleaning a cluttered home, and how it gives you a clearer focus and a more restful mind.
Have you downsized and found your stress has lessened?