Ibmikey
Member
An ode to Ole Green:
I have spent many an hour in that ole green GMC that really should have given up long ago. It has knocked down trees, found trees that would not give way, been buried in the sandy soil more times than one can count and even into a ditch that was not there the day before the rains came. It has persevered through it all with only an occasional pull by another truck (One time it took a back hoe and cat) had hundreds of hogs butchered on it's battered tailgate and manages to start and go every morning. Stony's life would not be shrouded in luxury as he travels from one hog trap site to another if not for "ole green".
I feel really bad up here in Washington State traveling in my new pick up equipped with leather and GPS while Stony continues to toil in "ole green"......well maybe I don't feel quite that bad.
I have spent many an hour in that ole green GMC that really should have given up long ago. It has knocked down trees, found trees that would not give way, been buried in the sandy soil more times than one can count and even into a ditch that was not there the day before the rains came. It has persevered through it all with only an occasional pull by another truck (One time it took a back hoe and cat) had hundreds of hogs butchered on it's battered tailgate and manages to start and go every morning. Stony's life would not be shrouded in luxury as he travels from one hog trap site to another if not for "ole green".
I feel really bad up here in Washington State traveling in my new pick up equipped with leather and GPS while Stony continues to toil in "ole green"......well maybe I don't feel quite that bad.