Friday night after dinner we were talking about trucks–pretty sure trucks are what all Southerners sitting around the table on a Friday night talk about, with lots of extra syllables, of course–and I mentioned my brother’s truck that he bought in the early 1980s and had for a zillion years. Which is proof to me that Nissan makes a good truck. I realized that a photo would make for better show and tell, so I snagged this one of four little badasses doing Occupy Nissan decades before that phrase had meaning.
Gina, Sarah, Daniel, and Josh
I remember this trip too well. I was supposed to meet my brother at a specific time and place in Tuscaloosa to ride with him and Daniel to Kentucky to visit our folks. Only I’d been out partying with a friend the night before and ended up crashing at her place (hey, Kathy M!), and I was in a wretched state when I showed up.
Still, off we went. Daniel had to sit in the tiny extended part of the cab on a hard seat, while I stared blearily from the passenger window. Then Daniel suggested we stop, pronto, and he jumped out to be carsick. I surrendered the passenger seat to him and made the trip there and back riding mostly in the bed of the pickup. I don’t think you can do that anymore, can you, at least not on interstates?
A different photo from this visit generated Facebook buzz with my nieces, especially about Gina’s Mork shirt and Sarah’s Spiderman shirt. They attribute their bad fashion to getting Josh’s hand-me-downs, but I’m not so sure. Gina was quick to say, “Nanu nanu.” I think she’s definitely alien.
Here’s another shot of the Nissan a few years later. David and our friend Debbie were coming or going from some crazy thing like skiing. At least they’re not wearing bad T-shirts.
That first shot is one serious load of trouble. Hope the shock absorbers could handle it.
Exactly.
the first one looks like a print ad! I mean that is a good way — and I dont think that my bio dad drove anything but a truck, and never a new one – they were always from the 50’s or 60’s
I love old pickups.
as do I … cant drive them though as most are sticks I think.
I learned on sticks. But I don’t like driving them as much as I did when I was younger. Than 35, I mean.