fly-boy wrote:
Funny how we can grow attached to truck. I am gonna miss her!
I'm the same way, but I think its more about the memories associated than the actual vehicle.
When I sold my first real motorcycle 2 years ago it was very sad. It wasn't so much the hunk of metal... it was the memories of going for rides out to dinner with my girlfriend, now my wife. It was memories of long summer evening rides, just the two of us. Getting rid of the motorcycle felt like getting rid of those memories.
When we sold the Tundra earlier this year, it was like getting rid of memories of all the camping trips. Its worse because my 3 year old will occasionally ask me where my white truck is (new one is gray).
The piece of metal is irrelevant to me, but the memories are priceless.