My Rusty Blue 1948 Ford Pick Up

It was a beaten down old rusted out 1948 Ford pick-up truck. But it was mine for a mere twenty six dollars and nineteen cents. Don’t ask how Grandma came up with that price. The exact amount I had in my piggy bank. It did not run, but I was ten. How much driving can an unlicensed ten-year-old do? All summer long for three summers I sat in that truck. Driving to Portland, Colorado, Texas and Maine. My imagination loved that 1948 Ford so much. Getting my real truck a few years later Was almost a letdown, but not totally.