Bringing home Pappy's truck

Last Saturday Dale finally took time out of his busy work schedule to go get my father's truck and bring it to our house.  Our first stop was Wal-Mart for a new battery.  Brady had already removed the old battery a couple weeks before.  It took a few tries to get the truck started.

As we headed down the road from my parent's house with me following behind Dale and Brady in the truck, I was overcome with emotion.  It just felt like my father in that truck.  So many memories.  I'm sure Dad was tickled that we were finally taking the truck home.  He loved that truck.  We stopped to fill up with gas and then headed South on  Rt. 15.  Soon after Dale got the truck going 65 mph, it started loosing power and slowing down.  We ended up driving on the side of the road with our four way flashers on.  The truck would then resume power only to loose it again.  I was never so glad to pull into our driveway, home safe!  We knew there was a fuel leak and other problems from the truck sitting so many months without being driven.  Dale and Brady temporarily fixed the fuel leak, until we can get the truck into the garage next week.  Dale is anxious to have a smaller vehicle to drive to and from work instead of our 15 passenger van.  Once Brady learns to drive, he'll get to use the truck as well.