A couple of months ago I was asked by a coworker if I would be interested in his old international pickup. He told me the story of how his grandfather bought it new and about some of the many memories he has fishing and camping as a kid in it. I asked him a few questions about the truck and he offered to send me a couple of pictures that he had. When I opened the pictures I knew this pickup would be perfect for me.
I had been casually looking for a pickup to use for hauling remodeling materials, yard stuff, and anything else I would normally borrow my dad's pickup to do. My quest, to this point, had not turned up much.
When my coworker was relating the sentimental value that this old truck carried for him, I had no idea that it would do the same for me. It turns out that this pickup is the same year as the one my dad had when I was a small boy. I always thought it would be neat to find another one like it. I could not resist, and bought the pickup.