Something about a truck.......

Especially when it is old Bessie and us saying farewell to her. Ben had that truck before we met. 

We moved across country 4 times (twice pulling my Mustang) and made more trips north and south than I could count. 

We had many serious conversations about life, lots of laughs, and even some fights in her. 

The Littles cried when we told them that this morning was the last time that they would see "truckie."

So old Bessie,  thank-you for 17 awesome years!