Today we traded our little purple pickup for a car with less miles and better mileage. It was a hard decision as the pickup originally belonged to our DS who passed away in 2001. There is a story behind our owning the truck; I'll try to make it short. In 2004 our son's widow had traded the pickup for another vehicle in the Oshkosh, Wi area; we live in Superior, Wi area, a good 4-5 hour drive from Oshkosh. We had no idea where she had traded it and tho't we'd never see the pickup again and that was OK. Labor Day weekend that year we decided to take a mini-vacation to the Green Bay area and chose a highway home we had never driven before. We're driving along and suddenly DH says, "Oh, my God; oh, my God!" and slows down and turns around; I tho't, "Did he see a dead body on the side of the road?" He says, "There's Bart's truck; I know it's his truck." We pulled in the lot and, sure enough, it was Bart's truck; the dog scratches on the side proved it. I don't know how he saw it as it was parked in the second row with rear end facing the highway and the decals/stripes/etc had been removed. Being it was Labor Day weekend, we had to wait till Tues to phone the lot. The next weekend we drove down again and bought the pickup; as you can see in photo below DH trimmed it a bit. She turned many an eye over the years especially young fellows. She gave a lot of joy but you just have to let go sometimes. Rest assured, we never have to let Bart go out of our hearts. So here is the little purple pickup before we said good-bye to her.
"The Wurlitzer Prize"? Bart loved to sing karoake especially Waylon Jennings songs of which "The Wurlitzer Prize" is one.