Category: Every car is a story.
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JUST LIKE OLDS TIMES
Part III of a Trilogy. When his secretary dropped the mail on his desk, she was sure to place what looked like the most interesting correspondence on the very top of the stack. It was addressed to ‘Bobby’ rather than ‘Robert’ or ‘Mr. Hardin’. In her years of working for him, she had never heard…
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SMALL TOWN COSMOPOLITAN
Part II of a trilogy. Part I was posted yesterday. Part III will be posted tomorrow. Bobby threw his duffle bag into the backseat of the new Ford convertible, grabbed the letter Jo Ellen had put under the windshield wiper, and crawled in behind the wheel to read it. It said she couldn’t leave North…
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A SOLDIER’S DREAM
This is Part I of a Trilogy. Part II will be posted tomorrow, Part III the following day. Bobby Hardin was barely 18 when he enlisted in ’43. Prior to that, he’d never been further than 50 miles outside Fort Stockton. After 13 weeks of basic training he found himself on a train heading from…
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L.A. BY WAY OF MONTEREY
“Sorry for all the interviews we put you through,” the suit on the other side of the grey metal desk said. “I’m sure you can understand how critical it is for us to get a new hire like this just right. Everybody and their dog has to sign off on it.” “I understand. That’s why…
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THE VIEW FROM THE FRONT PORCH
Spring’s got to be the best season. Except for maybe fall, what with Texas football and all. Summer is pretty good, but the damn heat can be stifling. But spring is pretty special. Everything turning green, the crisp air in the morning. The smell of barbecue grills getting cranked up for the first time since…
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SUNSET ACRES ROAD-TRIPPER
Back in ’77 Studer Tuglow special ordered one just like this from Pecos GMC / International Harvester for his business. He owned the Sunset Acres Retirement Home here in Fort Stockton and figured it would be one more amenity he could offer residents. If memory serves, his was yellow and purple also – always made…
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HUCK DELMONT WORKS A MIRACLE
Back in October of ‘57, Bum Steerbridge went in for his annual physical at the behest of his Mrs., and was met with some unexpected and concerning news. It seemed that, during the prostate exam, Dr. Brown felt something suspicious and worthy of further investigation. Trying to get his mind off the situation, Bum got…
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THE MUSTANG IN THE SAFE DEPOSIT BOX
When a parent passes, especially the last one, the list of things to be handled is long, unexpected, and tortuous. When Mom passed, most of the efforts were helping Dad through the process. Sure, there were a few things to dispose of, but Pops stayed in the house they’d lived in since the year I…
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CRUSHING IT
What a day. The first full day the blog went live it received nearly 900 views. A bunch of people subscribed, and the Captain My Captain mugs were flying off the shelf. I don’t know what any of that means, for sure. It’s kinda like the time Gullwing ate a whole bowl full of Okra…
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AND WE’RE OFF . . .
“Do a blog,” they said. “It’ll be easy,” they said. “Sell some books and get in touch with the people who seem to enjoy whatever tiny, twisted talent you have tapped into on Bring a Trailer. You keep hearing the same thing over and over and after a while you think to yourself, ‘Sure. Why…