Sunday, September 23, 2007
A 2007 Chevy Silverado. Pretty sweet. We found that living in our parsonage, we needed to haul dead tree branches, etc. around quite often, and borrowing trailers was a chore. And moving in stages to our parish town required renting a lot of trailers.
We were looking for a lighter, cheaper truck and went into the dealership to find a GMC Canyon or its Chevrolet equivalent, the Colorado. They were trying to get rid of this 07 model and sold it to us for the same amount that we were planning on spending on a much smaller truck. We have named her Regina.
Regina is replacing my noble steed, Red Baron -- a 1991 Buick Century. I went for two years without air conditioning down in Orlando, got it fixed for the past summer in CPE, only to have the compressor blow out last week, taking the alternator with it. He might make it around the backyard, but is not really roadworthy.
Ah, the gallant Red Baron! A mixture of refined class and rough grit. He could parade down a downtown street or haul a trailer off-road. He was a good car, and never let me down when it counted. And there were times when it really, really counted.
Sunny is, of course, thrilled about his new truck. He had seen other dogs in our small town riding around in the back of their own trucks and wanted one of his own.