Monday, March 16, 2009

The end of an era

Era: "a fixed point in time from which a series of years is reckoned"

Well, it's the end of an era in our house today. I will call it the era of the red monster. See, about 17 years ago Shaun got a brand new truck. It was our Senior Year of high school and he upgraded from his much older full size blazer to the red monster (I did not call her the red monster back then...that came later). She was a beauty. Shaun drove her proudly. He did her up Shaun style (this means a very loud stereo system...it was Bakersfield in the early 90's after all). She took him to school everyday, took us to prom, and took Shaun back and forth from Riverside to Bakersfield almost every weekend after he went away to college. Fast forward a few years.....1999 we got married. I wondered how long he would have this other lady in his life but we were in no position to get him a new car and so she came with us to Chicago along with my car.


When I got a new car in 2002 and Shaun started driving my old car, the truck sat...and sat...and sat. "Why do we have this truck" I would ask. "Because I want to keep it" was usually the response I got. We used her every once in a while when we needed to haul something which was nice but I did not feel it was worth it to keep paying for registration, insurance, etc. to keep this piece of tin lovely truck that my hubby loved so much. We had some big fights interesting discussions about why we were keeping it, especially when we moved to Baltimore in 2004 (and yes, we had to make 2 trips to Baltimore because we had 3 cars). Now I don't want to sound like a hater but at this point the truck was no longer in "good condition". The AC did not work (and yes, we drove to Baltimore in the summer), only one window would roll down and only half way. The stereo no longer worked. There were many other things that needed attention but I don't want to go on and on about that. You get the point. I finally gave up and we moved her to Baltimore where she pretty much sat for 3 years. We then moved her here in 2007 where she has been taking up 1 spot in our 3 car garage for almost two years.


We have used her once since we moved here. It was about a year and a half ago when Shaun was remodeling our master bedroom closet. We needed to pick up cabinets at Home Depot. So we loaded up into the truck and went on our way. After getting on the freeway we began to hear a rattling noise. "What's that?" I said. "I don't know" he said. I said "it sounds like we are dragging something." "Hmmmm.." he said. Luckily, we made it to our exit and he pulled over into a parking lot to take a look. A few seconds later I heard "It's the tailpipe...it's dragging on the ground" He had some rope in the back of the truck and attempted to tie it up so that it would not drag anymore. I say attempted because as soon as he touched it, it fell off. That's right....the tailpipe fell off. So instead, he threw the tailpipe into the back of the truck and we went to Home Depot. We were laughing so hard that a little part of me was glad we had kept the truck this long just to experience that moment. I thought nothing could top that moment until we went to load the truck at Home Depot. Shaun had taken the tailpipe out of the back and put it on the ground so he could load the cabinets into the back. A guy that worked at Home Depot was helping him and after we were done Shaun said "thanks for your help" and the guy said "you're welcome....don't forget your tailpipe". I don't think I've laughed as hard since.


This brings us to a few months ago when Shaun finally agreed that we could get rid of the truck. I thought I was dreaming. I began making plans to donate it as we had my old car when Shaun got his new car last August. We donated both cars to an organization that provides shelter/temporary homes for abused and neglected children. They came to get her this morning. Shaun was not here (thank goodness) or he might have cried. I had to steer the truck while the tow truck driver pushed it out of our garage because she could no longer be jumped. Here is the last picture of the old lady as the tow truck driver took her away. Goodbye red monster. I can't say that I'll miss you but I can say that you gave us many memories that will last a lifetime.

10 comments:

See Sherm Blog said...

Wow. That was a LoooooooNG time to hold onto a truck!!! You're very kind for allowing it to stay for so long. :-) It would have mysteriously disappeared in the night many years ago if it were me. But then again, we have a SMALL two car garage that technically only fits one car and all of our crap. So the idea of having a 3rd car that doesn't run is a bit different for me.

Sally said...

You're lucky Shaun wasn't there for another reason...he might have walloped you when he saw you so giddy! =)

Tiffany said...

Wow....reading that almost made me a little sad! I remember being yelled at numerous times in his other lady for closing the door too hard, touching the visor (because the natural oils in my fingers might leave a mark), and heaven for bid a little sister take a drink in it....
You are very kind getting a picture as she was carried away...still makes me even a little sad!

Little sis, Tiff

Paulette said...

Hilarious!! Isn't funny how we get attached to the most random things? I sometimes miss my old highschool car when I see similar ones driving down the street. But they are all PIECES! Why would that make me miss it?! :)

Agnes said...

So funny! I can't believe you brought it along with you for so many moves...what a pain! Isn't it interesting to think about the things that we'll do/put up with for the men we love?!?

Lacey said...

OMG! It's gone! NO WAY! I know you were doing a happy dance all the way back into the house...in fact I know Julianne was dancing with you! Congratulations on your latest de-clutter! :)

Tim said...

Man that was a good truck. We would roll in that baby through Riverside like we owned the town. Good times!

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andiscandis said...

I'm trying to convince Brent to give up his truck. Since I'm the one driving it, don't I get to make the call? Anyway, if I get my way (and a sedan/minivan) we'll have to set Shaun and Brent up together to form a support group for guys who couldn't hold onto their precious trucks forever.

Julia said...

great story!

shaun said...

I miss her. Tim knows. She was my lady in a red dress. The one that turns heads. I have two more important ladies in my life but I still truly miss her.