Bronco N Buck Story -
The Sergeant & The Roadster - From Coast to Coast and Canada To Texas
People ask me all the time why I call my Truck "Ol' Blue" and I say "'cause he's my boy". Almost immediately afterwards they always ask why I call Ol' Blue a "Him" - I respond- "cause my mom taught me not to cuss at females!"
Ol' Blue and I have been friends for near 'bout 2 decades now. I have rode him hard and put him away wet more times then most people have seen reruns of 'Friends' Episodes-
You can't Buy the bugs out of a vintage box Ford Bronco, you have to Build them out.
The first 12 years or so, we really got down and dirty. 3 of his 4 mounted tires have fallen off while driving. The first year and some more we were together, we didnt even make it 6 blocks before breaking down- over and over and over and over again... Blue even caught on fire once for nearly 15 seconds until I was able to reach in the engine compartment and tear out (with my bare hands) the flaming wiring harness and throw it on the ground- I punctured his radiator about 3 miles from the top of a Glacier mountain in Idaho. At the top, I decided to keep with the plan and go fishing 'cause the license was only good that day. Nearly completely drained of coolant 5 hours later when a 70 degree day turned into 20 degrees and snowy I jumped in Ol' Blue and coasted the 20 miles back to town only turning the engine on to traverse the same washouts and fallen trees that likely stabbed him earlier.
That's been our relationship. I upgrade and refurbish him the best way I know how, sometimes taking months to save up for the strongest most advanced parts- even modifying as necessary to ensure that he's quite reliable and "happy". He lets me know when he's hurting- but that hasn't stopped him from making it the distances we need to get to the places we should be-
A U.S. Army Veteran with 10 years of service, I left the Army as a Buck Sgt. 'Ol Blue was one of very few possessions I owned after a divorce. After two years of intermittent repair work between gunneries, national & joint training center rotations, numerous field and swamp exercises- it was finally time to buck on down the road and to transition to a new duty station. I loaded my gear into Blue and put him into a shop to figure out the last piece of the puzzle- which was the hooker header installation. I had 3 sets that refused to go in. I processed out that day just before Memorial Day, got dropped off at the mechanics and waited like a father in a maternity ward.
After approximately 15 months and less than 6 blocks- I jumped in and drove nearly 333 miles. We were driving down a mountainside in Tennessee when the clutch rod fell loose- I just kept going- coasting when all of sudden... the wheel came off- That's right the wheel- well, actually- THE WHOLE AXLE FELL OUT... it gets interesting after that....
And the next 18 years together have been quite adventurous too and i'll try to make time to share some more of our 'Stories' galloping across the country as time allows. We've been working diligently on an evolutionary web portal that will disrupt the foundation of eCommerce.
Ol' Blue is a trusted friend whose sale is going to help me change the world.
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Build Sheet- Restoration, Rebuild, Rejuvenation - currently in progress