Behind the Fence–Good Fences Thursday–September 18, 2014

After Terry’s Dad passed Terry’s Mother came over one day and said: “Here these are your’s now.  I’m sure no one else would want them”.  Then she handed the titles to Jack’s two farm trucks to Terry.

He was a little bit stunned thinking that she would much prefer selling them and pocketing the money.  But no she didn’t….she said she just couldn’t sell them.  Would he please come and get them and move them over to our place.

So we did.

Old-Dodge

Two years ago a man showed up wanting to buy one of the old trucks.  Terry and the man looked the truck over, walked up and down talking about the truck, then he offered a price.

Old-Dodge-2My Dear Husband just couldn’t sell either—after the man left he came in the house and told me that he couldn’t let the truck go; they spoke way too loudly about his Dad, the work on the farm, and the dairy those trucks had accomplished.

BHtheFSo they sit here, gracing our corral fence line…a constant reminder of good days gone-by and the man who stood taller than anyone in Terry’s life.

Behind-the-fence

A good thing, don’t you think?

For more Good Fences head on over to Teresa’s Round*A*Round Ranch and check out all the other cool fences and gates from around the globe.  Today she has some pretty nice looking cattle behind her fence photos.

Hey, while you are there add your fence or gate…it’s always fun and interesting!

Your farm friend,

Linda

19 thoughts on “Behind the Fence–Good Fences Thursday–September 18, 2014

  1. I can relate! I had hubby’s old 62 Ford pick up…in terrible shape. My niece and her hubby have it now to refurbish it as it was genuinely falling apart and I couldn’t handle that either. I also have an 8N Ford tractor that my SIL has worked on and is now running!! Am tickled to have it! They are indeed reminders!

    Blessings!

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  2. First- I grew up in Colorado…in the foothills north of Denver. Lived there for over 40 years. Sometimes I really miss the glorious Rockies…but not the snow. I’m too old to drive in snow now. lol

    Your post was so heart warming. And I can totally understand your husband’s thoughts and emotions. I especially liked the ending: “good days gone-by and the man who stood taller than anyone in Terry’s life.” Brought a lump to my throat! Seriously.

    ps…got your blog link at Montana Girl’s blog/comments

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  3. My dad collected antique cars, and when he died, we had to sell them. I bought one of them (a 1962 Nash Metropolitan) from the estate, and I kept the 1948 Packard that he gave me some years ago when he was still alive. I so understand. I don’t even know how to drive a stick shift, so they sit there. It broke my heart seeing all his other cars leave–they were so much a part of him. I don’t think I will ever part these two unless I really need the money. At least he left me the garage to keep them in.

    I might still learn how to drive them, too…

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  4. Those are gems to hold on to. Be worth their weight in gold one day.
    Memories can never be replaced.
    Great post. Have a wonderful evening and thank you so much for all you do. ♥

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