By Kathy Dey
Guest column 

That Old Ford

A worn out old pickup carried the memories of a family


Last updated 1/13/2022 at 9:04am

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Whiskey, our father's plot hound, barks for the camera while standing next to the old Ford. Sporting piece of plywood for a tailgate, bungee cords for a hood catch and a mismatched door, the old truck was a standout in the Dey family history.

Editor's Note: On a recent trip to my parents place in Missoula, my mother showed me this story, written by my sister Kathy for a class back in 1992. It brought back a lot of memories. While Lincoln has always had its fair share of beat up old pickups, if you lived here between 1985 and about 1991, you may recall seeing my Dad, Mike Dey, driving this one around town or up in the woods.

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