Glad you saw through the fog and that I was indeed pokin' some fun at 'cha Deve.
You are quite correct as to the different ways people approach
the 'restoration' of an antique, vintage or classic vehicle,
which ever you want to call it. As many do, you strive to
make your truck better than the GM factory could produce,
at a price they could market and still profit from.
I try my damnedest to return what I can to what the factory
or at least the dealer handed the customer or the way it was
just a few years after the customer owned the vehicle.
Some want to have all the convenience of a modern vehicle but
retain the image of a weather worn field find. And some want
never to drive them. They're aim is to own a status symbol and
are satisfied to simply put their gem up on a pedestal so people
can comment on the outstanding level of perfection that was
achieved by throwing their excess cash at the vehicle.
Albeit minor, I've got waves, orange peel, and some slump in
the paint from repairs that she suffered over the years. Some
new dings from my parking lot neighbor, a few fresh paint
chips from the gravel road I went down and from the June bugs
I took out at 55mph. She's got mud and grease on her under
belly cuz I haven't given her a bath for 8,000 miles. Those
scars on the running boards are from my boots scrapping on
the gloss black enamel cuz I dint like the way the Bowtie step
plates looked, or maybe it was that I couldn't afford them.
That new black paint on those wheels has been chipped up a bit
from popping the hubcaps off and on over the past 16,000
miles that we've spent together.
Now, I don't look at all of that as abuse or neglect, it's
just the way my 1950 would have appeared along about 1958
when I first got my drivers licence and couldn't afford a
new truck. See, I would have been driving one of those $200
beaters back then and since the fate of an old man is to
revert back to a baby in the end, I'm just sliding back down
though that period in time, in which I would have been trying
to make my old used ride as presentable as a youth of
sixteen was capable of.
All of this over some painted wheels, wonder what Sparky
would have to say 'bout this one????
But.......that's my way, I leave the rest of you to your own
devices.
Denny Graham
Sandwich, IL
Last edited by Denny Graham; 04/26/2015 2:16 PM.
