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Photo taken by contributor Jim, a man from the SouthWest of Texas who has struggled with depression for much of his life.
About this photo: “I don’t know what age this truck is, but I am pretty sure that I am older. In the span of seeing this old truck and in the short time walking towards it, I saw more than a couple of men with their wives stop as they passed by this classic. You could see the awe and pull of the truck through the pauses and attention to some details that they would share with their disinterested partner.
Men love to look at old trucks. I don’t quite follow the appeal. Yet, while saying that, I had an old 56 chevy truck that I bought and worked on. While it was nice to have, it was a lot of work to keep it on the road and looking good. It was a head-turner and for that same man logic, I loved having what other men wanted.
So the question I have is at what point do men become classics themselves? We share a lot of the same high maintenance. We require a lot of upkeep. Parts are always breaking, rusting and falling into disrepair. Somewhere along our timeline, we have to put in the same efforts into ourselves in order to become a classic. Or we might as well be rusting away on cinderblocks in a field awaiting someone to come by and take pause, give a low whistle and say ‘I can fix this thing up.’
Take care of yourself. Become a classic!”
More from Jim at his website.