My Dad’s Old Truck
It looks much worse in person than in this photo, has only been washed maybe twice since the late 1980s, and is my 85-year-old father’s favorite means of transport. It sat without being driven for several months while my mother was so sick. When my dad decided to drive it again, it “cranked up just fine,” as we say here in the South. Last week, the keys were temporarily misplaced which caused a great deal of consternation. Right now it has a serious gas (petrol) leak and is in the shop. Here’s hoping it is repaired soon!
For more images of transport, check out: http://suellewellyn2011.wordpress.com/2014/07/31/a-word-a-week-photograph-challenge-transport/