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24 October 2011 My first AD truck was a 1947 Chevy 3100 that I rebuilt in college, right after I had been hit by a car. I had both of my legs and my left wrist broken. Out of sheer frustration of not being able to heal myself faster and the necessity of moving my dog (Roo, an Australian Cattle Dog), my cameras and myself to Boston for Grad school, I attacked my truck with a fervor that I usually had saved for my photography. After an 11 year hiatus from traveling and shooting photos, I am hitting the road again in my truck. Me and a new Cattle dog named Splash. After I paid for it, the previous owner came out with a pile of parts he had purchased for it. A floor mat, door trim, upholstery seat cover, glove box, door glass, and more. I was stunned at all of the new extras that he'd purchased for a project he recognized he'd ever get done. When I got it home, the first thing I did was sand some of the primer off the doors to see if there was any door art to help describe what this truck's previous life had been like. What I found were three child-size foot prints in red paint on the driver's door, which I have tried to save along with the original Omaha Orange paint. The interior of the cab was a mess though there is really very little rust in the whole truck. There were mice living in it at some point and the urine has left some scaly rust mess that I had to get rid of. The right front fender is a mottled bit of abstract expressionist sanding and painted layers of different shades of red, gray, black, yellow, and brown. It may stay that way! I will hit the road in two weeks with a canvas cover on the bed, traveling, camping and taking photos all over the US. With the demise of print journalism, I don't know where I will be selling photos but I'll figure something out.
Hopefully I'll see a few of these Stovebolters along the way! Jeremy P.S. Babe never did turn up. There was a '47 on Stovebolt that I thought could be mine but I was on the East coast (Annapolis, oddly enough) when I saw it and the '47 was on the West coast (Babe was stolen off the street in San Francisco). I no longer see that truck on Stovebolt -- I would like to find it. Still I don't know how I'd prove it was mine anymore). Here's another shot of her.
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