Of Course it Makes Perfect Sense
All of us have our little helpers, dalliances of guilty pleasures, or tiny private islands so well stitched in to our lives that even our closest kin or friends would be surprised to learn about. Like many of you I had to abandon a couple here and there that started out as fun and trivial.
Scott Ryan is my nephew and he has little helpers but he doesn’t hide them like I hide a hair band streaming music station. Well let’s be honest – Scott’s are hard to hide – but this will make perfect sense as you read on. These aren’t the items that a 20 something guy may cherish or casually mention in close company. Our chats all begin with vehicle updates around the table and end with “hey how’s work?”….”fine”…”good”….”hey I’ll send you that link to the article you’ll need to address you’re factory heater restoration”
Back to Scott. He owns, maintains, drives, and shares his vintage commercial Chevrolet trucks. Trucks that were never intended to be loved or collected. Big trucks with nearly 70 year old drum brake systems, split rims, windows, door handles, ergonomics, the lot. These are not easy to own classics. Scott makes no apologies or blushes when he’s talking about how much these trucks mean to him. Scott means it when he states that he loves his trucks and why they play a key role in his life. Scott passed through a life changing illness and now he’s got the older dude “don’t take yourself too seriously” vibe.
I look forward to be around Scott anytime but when the topic is – are you sitting down – old cars I see a genuine joy, commitment, optimism and momentum for the fleet. Scott has singled handedly created a bunch of old truck fans under the age of 25. Where’s the technology and magic in an old truck? Scott’s trucks are little helpers and they are delivering way beyond what they were designed to deliver. I picture the GM truck designer back in 1947 telling Harley Earl that his commercial truck sketches are of timeless beauty that will captivate people in 68 years and be a deeply cherished role in his life. Harley replied “hey Schwartz…is everything going OK? Maybe take a couple of days off”. Schwartz gazed out of the single pane OSHA banned lead glass of the factory and knew he was right.