Author:  Samantha Fabbri (Friend, Life Mentor, Business Proprietor, Modern Craft Ambassador, Citizen.....  and much more)

More than 17 years ago, I aquired my Grandpa's 1999 Chevy Silverado. The Pink Floyd stickers in the rear window were put on within days of my possession. They're still there. After 329,675 miles, we sold it this evening. And I think I'm a little bit sad. For any of you "This is Us" fans, the last episode had a to do with their family vehicle... How they got it, all of the moments & memories that vehicle witnessed. It got me to thinking... I LOVED that truck! When I first got it, I thought I was the coolest thing ever. That truck has taken us across the country, off road, been through Brittany's driver's test, had Trevor locked in a seatbelt that he had to be cut out of (because it got locked under his rib cage, no joke), pulled boats, trailers, and hauled anything we ever asked her to. The speakers are pretty much blown for providing endless hours of musical entertainment. Sigh

The three things I wanted from the truck before it moved on, was my Grandpa's umbrella, that was in the same place under the seat as it was the day I aquired the truck; the two photos from my wedding day of Pete and my 3 sisters that were in the drivers side visor for all of those 17+ years (tattered and faded with curled corners but beautiful) and the dealer name plate that was on the tailgate of where my Grandpa bought his truck. A couple of weeks ago I went and tried to get that name plate off and knew that there was no way that it was going to come off without breaking. So I had come to terms that it was something I wasn't going to be able to keep.

Tonight before the potential buyer came to check her out, I took her for one last drive (thank you very much, "This is Us"). She has been an awesome truck and part of our family LOL As I watched the truck pull away, I actually got a little teary eyed. And just before the buyer arrived, Pete came in the house and gave me the dealer name plate. I teared up then, too. I hugged him, thanked him and said, "I miss my Grandpa". I have my Grandpa's umbrella and the photos. Dang!! And I thought it was just a truck.