Yea good history. Myself and my two brother's learned to drive in that beast.
Here's a picture ( of a picture) on a camping trip in the mid 60's. In the White Mountains, East Fork of the White River, White Mountain Apache Reservation. ( Arizona)
Lot's of good High School memories...party truck..take out the rear seat...makes for a good "camper"
Never did quite adequately explain to my dad why there were "foot prints" on the inside roof.
That night at the sand and gravel pit.....hmmmm...wonder what ever happened to Kathy.....
