abodylurker
Well-Known Member
If you have ever had one of "those days" when you get off work and you've just had it with everything, then you know how I felt the other day. I drug my butt home and couldn't find one positive thing to think about the whole way. Well, I get home and my wife says there is a package for me. I knew I hadn't "pulled the trigger" on any Ebay wish list items so I just figured it was some crap I'd gotten by mistake that I'd have to use my time and money to send it back. Remember, no positive thoughts. I noticed it had this handwritten IH emblem on it and being curious, I opened it. Inside was this 1965 Johnny Lightning 1/64 International truck. I had wanted one but knew I had not seen one in this color or bought one. Then I put together the fact that I mentioned wanting one on the thread I put on here coupled with the address on the box (duh) and figured out they had just sent it to me. Cool hunh? I wanted one because it was what my Dad taught me to drive on. It was even the same goldish color(faded)with a 4 speed and black diamond 6 with tru trac rearend. I still remember my Dad saying, "It's not a sports car but a damn $50 truck so you have to drive it like one!". He was commenting on my abilty or lack thereof to shift it. Oh, the memories. That was the summer of my 16th birthday. The only summer in my life that I ever spent with my Dad because my Mom wouldn't normally allow me to see him for more than a weekend. He died the May of the next year from an aneurism. Needless to say ,that summer is one I remember. Unfortunately the actual truck was bought for the same $50 by someone later on as it had thrown a blade off the fan, broke the water pump, cut the battery in 2, exited the fender and came about 4 inches from killing my stepmother in doing so. Dad wouldn't pay the $150 they wanted for the parts to fix it. He gave me a 48 Chevy pickup that summer because the IH used a lot of gas. So there it is folks. A good guy resides among us. There's no way he knew what my day was going to be like or what the little truck meant to me, he just sent it because he wanted to. I doubt he wants his name mentioned so I won't. What I will do is try to be a little more conscious about the opportunities I have to do the little things I can do just to make someones day, because you never know what they can mean to the other person. Thanks my friend.
