It’s got windows!
And a floor of sorts!
She’s coming along beautifully.
I think I know where I’m going to go first when she’s finally road-ready. I’ll go visit Dad’s grave. I’m sure I’ll be quite the sight, in my 3/4 ton truck with the Vardo mounted in the bed, hanging out in the Jewish section of a cemetery in January, most likely. But I want to show him what I’ve done with my life, what I’ve done with some of the life insurance money.
It’s still not a fair trade. Nothing could make it a fair trade.