Here's the story behind the names of my two trucks: Lurch and Justin.
When I joined the Vintage Chevrolet Club of America (VCCA), I had the bones of a 1928 Chevy LO one ton truck. At the first club meeting I went to, they asked what my truck was named. My plans for it were to make a 12 passenger bus out of it and the visual in my head of what the front would look like reminded me of Herman Munster's face. ;-) So that truck was named Herman.
When I brought the bones home that became Lurch, my son Josh said (he was around 12 years old), "Well, if that one is Herman, this one is Lurch!". The rest is history.
I named Justin after the man who found him on the farm in 1954 and tinkered with it for 58 years before his passing (Justin T. Morgan). I bought the truck from his daughter and a lot of the conversations leading up to the sale revolved around respecting and honoring her Dad's devotion to the truck during his lifetime.
I don't name my daily drivers, a 2001 Dodge 3/4 pickup and a 2014 Dodge minivan. They are not as endearing to me as my old Chevy boys.
BTW, I carry photos of my old trucks with me, but not any photos of my children. Go figure.
Cheers, Dean
