ratat98
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I've had my deuce for a little over a year, and in that time I've given rides, talked to veterans about it, and even helped with a tornado recovery by hauling 2.5 tons of bottled water to the victims, but today something happened that really hit me and I really don't know how to take it.
My deuce has been out of commission for the past couple weeks while I changed its head gaskets, and I finally got them done and decided to go cruising around town in it today, and had a great drive! As I was pulling into my driveway, I noticed a nice tricked out dodge ram pull in behind me. I hop out with the truck still running and a younger guy walks up to the truck and can't take his eyes off it.
He introduces himself to me, tells me he just got back from Afghanistan and "hadn't seen a truck like this since basic" and tells me that he loved them.
Well, I had the names of the local soldiers put on the drivers side of the hood in honor of them so I take him around to show him, and he stared at it for a moment, notices his name, then shakes my hand and quickly leaves. I don't think he was upset, but he clearly didn't want to cry in front of me. I just had to stand there for a moment and gather my thoughts. I still don't really know what to think about it. Like I've said before, I never realized how much of an emotional journey would come along with owning a retired steel soldier. Gotta love it!
My deuce has been out of commission for the past couple weeks while I changed its head gaskets, and I finally got them done and decided to go cruising around town in it today, and had a great drive! As I was pulling into my driveway, I noticed a nice tricked out dodge ram pull in behind me. I hop out with the truck still running and a younger guy walks up to the truck and can't take his eyes off it.
He introduces himself to me, tells me he just got back from Afghanistan and "hadn't seen a truck like this since basic" and tells me that he loved them.
Well, I had the names of the local soldiers put on the drivers side of the hood in honor of them so I take him around to show him, and he stared at it for a moment, notices his name, then shakes my hand and quickly leaves. I don't think he was upset, but he clearly didn't want to cry in front of me. I just had to stand there for a moment and gather my thoughts. I still don't really know what to think about it. Like I've said before, I never realized how much of an emotional journey would come along with owning a retired steel soldier. Gotta love it!