I was on the lookout for about 1.5 years. I had been talking back and forth with a gentleman about his Chevy truck in a down economy. The day I received a diagnosis of breast cancer I picked up the phone and confirmed that Ivy (1950 Chevy truck) was relocating to Pensacola, Florida. I wanted the farm truck that I had only dreamed about in my mind. I am the 3rd owner and purchased her with 27K original miles. Ivy has her original paint and original 216 engine. I drive her weekly and use her. She is not a trailer queen. We have participated in a few car shows but never win anything. I do not own a shiny, dirt free truck. The joy of allowing an older person to sit in the truck and recant their childhood stories is a far better prize. This well loved Chevy truck is proud to help out with moving furniture, being a back drop for pictures, or just going for a Sunday drive (which is any day). I am quoted as saying, "I might love her more than my children". Speaking of children, I do teach my children (all over age 22) to drive her....if only to pull her out and place a "for-sale" sign on her should something happen to me. I teach them to listen to the vehicle, without a radio the vehicle will talk to you. My children are also seeing the joy of a Sunday drive in Ivy when strangers take pictures of the truck or tell stories about a time their grandfather taught them to drive on a dirt road.