Frickin' Van Postmortem
The Frickin' Van has been mouldering slowly away in the driveway ever since I took it off the road in early 2005. Today it left our home for the last time.
A guy showed up right before lunch and said he saw the van in the driveway. "Are you doing anything with that van?" he asked.
"Nope," said I.
"Want me to take it off your hands?"
Turns out he's a landscaper who works on the Vineyard who's trying to make a few extra bucks, and he was only too happy to take it to the junkyard and sell it for scrap. And me, I was only too happy to get rid of it -- and I'd just as soon give it to someone who can use the money.
He showed up at about 2:45 PM in an F-150 with a flatbed trailer attached. It took us about 45 minutes and a passing stranger lent us a hand, but we finally got it on to the trailer, and he's towed it away. Hopefully never to be seen again.
Bye, Frickin' Van. Can't say as I'll miss you, but thank you for your service.