Ranger Rick the Mighty Steed

| 8/11/2010 7:53:42 AM

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Folks, today I'd like you to meet my truck. His name is Ranger Rick. He is a 2004 Ford Ranger. Several years ago he started a blog about his life. Here is the first entry of the blog. I hope you enjoy his version of how we met and became a team that fights against those high delivery costs. He has the heart of a big truck and the loyality of a devoted team member.

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Hi, my name is Ricky. I'm a Ford Ranger and my full name is Ranger Rick, but my friends just call me Ricky. I'm three years old. My first memory was being on a car lot in Liberty, Missouri. I can't remember being born, but the other cars and trucks on the lot said it was most likely in a place called Detroit. I've never been back there, so I don't really know where that is.

It was an exciting time being on the car lot with all the other new cars and trucks. People would come and look at the many new cars and trucks and then take one home. I wanted to be taken home with someone. Men, Women, and Families would come and take a truck or car home, but I never would get picked. Every day I would make myself look as good as I could for those coming in hopes that they would pick me and take me home with them. Always they would pick a truck or a car that had automatic transmission (I had standard shift), or 4 wheel drive (I had two wheel drive), or bright shiny red (I was blue). As time went on, all my car and truck friends were picked, but no picked me. Soon others that came to the car lot after me were picked, but no one wanted me. I began to wonder what was wrong with me. Why didn't anyone pick me? I could haul stuff. I got better gas mileage than a 4 wheel drive. I was bright and shiny too. Why didn't anyone want to pick me? Weeks passed by and then months came and went, but still no one picked me. It was real hard to look bright and shiny everyday and see the people come and not pick me. I had given up hope of ever being picked and taken home.

Then one day a man came down the row I was parked in with a manager of the lot and stopped in front of me. I heard them talking about finding a blue Ford Ranger truck.

Carolyn Binder
9/3/2010 12:02:18 PM

Definitely the start of a childrens' book, Dave! I can imagine reading it to my grandson. Safe travels. Carolyn www.cowlickcottagefarm.com

Mountain Woman
8/13/2010 10:32:26 AM

Dave, What a fantastic story teller you are! I was so intrigued by Ranger Rick's story and I can't wait to read more of his adventures. He was very lucky to have found you.

Cindy Murphy
8/12/2010 7:15:35 AM

Cute story, Dave. Makes me kinda wonder what my shiny-black-with-the-big-chrome-wheels '89 Chevy S-10 would say if she could talk. Have a good trip, stay safe, and catch you when you return.

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