So for the past few weeks I have been having a love affair with Clementine.
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| As soon as I saw her, I knew her name should be Clementine. |
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| Moving Clementine for me |
Clementine is a 1966 Chevy truck that I found in my father in law's pasture. She was his truck for many years and I guess he didn't get rid of her for sentimental reasons. Now I have walked past this truck a million times, but for some reason I didn't NOTICE her until a few weeks ago. I asked my FIL to move her to a more aesthetically pleasing location for me, he looked at me as if I had grown another head when I said I wanted to take pictures of her. Because he likes me, he did it, with a minimum of head shaking. I just love her, she is weathered and rustic, I refuse out respect for her to say, rusty and old.
I am quite sure my father would approve of my love affair, she is a 1966, she is a Chevy and she still has a 327 in her. My mother would also approve, she is "weathered and rustic", my mother hated anything modern.