End of an era...

Today, today i sold my Dodge Dakota. It's a somber, bittersweet moment in my life. I'm not one to hold on to stuff. I'm not a pack rat at all. I have had it for 12 years and I'm not real sure that I'm ready to part with it. Even though I have a newer Dodge Nitro to help ease the pain a bit, I'm still going to miss the Dakota. I tried to convince the wife to let me keep it a little longer, but to no success. I just feel like I've sold a part of me. Isn't that silly?

I got the Dakota 2 days before graduating from High School in '97, at age 18. Twelve years later, it's just as sweet as it was the day it pulled down my driveway for the first time. I've practically grown up with it; from a kid, to a college man, husband, and now a father. When i got it, it had 700 miles on it and now still only has 94, 000.

I spent Friday shining it up real good for a couple of test drives by perspective families.

The winner?

A young man who is in his 2nd year of college. He too is a Dakota fan. His first automobile was a white Dodge Dakota, that was trimmed out with a bed cover, rims, and ground effects. A couple of years ago he hit a light poll and totaled the truck. I was told his test drive brought back some old memories, it was love at first site. I trust he will take as good of care, and enjoy the Dakota as much as I did.

I have the Dakota for one more week...and then it's good by old friend.