86customanche Posted January 12, 2013 Share Posted January 12, 2013 So one of my Christmas presents from my mom this year was a family vacation picture book from a trip we went on as a family just over 10 years ago. During the trip we stopped at my aunts house in Missoula, Montana. Apparently her husband at the time had a grey mj. I did not realize this until, looking through the book, I spotted a beautiful truck in the background. I clearly have an issue with always looking for Comanches since I spotted one looking back on the family vacation. Quite a small world. Being so close to my favorite truck when was only 13 and didn't even know I'd love them. I know y'all want the pic and I'm working on it. Just on a different computer. in the meantime: any other stories like this?? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
86customanche Posted January 13, 2013 Author Share Posted January 13, 2013 Image Not Found My dad and my two cousins the summer of 02. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RubberDuck Posted January 13, 2013 Share Posted January 13, 2013 Don't we all keep our eyes and ears out for other MJs on the road? Over Christmas I spent some time at my aunt and uncle's place, and they wanted to come out and see what i was driving (first year with a license) it was quite a surprise when my uncle said he used to have one, but his was a white 4x4. It really is great to find out when the /passion/ for them runs in families. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
86customanche Posted January 13, 2013 Author Share Posted January 13, 2013 Yes I always keep my eyes open for them. And I found out he still owns it and has had several people ask him to buy it off him over the years. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jimoshel Posted January 13, 2013 Share Posted January 13, 2013 My grand parents had a farm in Mo near Joplin. He had a 1944 MB that me, all 17 of his kids and half the neighborhood kids learned to drive with. He also had a 1927 Dodge, 4dr sedan. I wanted both of them. Never brought the subject up as I figured one of the kids would want them. He died in 1965 at 81. I started to contact Grandma about the Jeep and Dodge but didn't. She married some joker from town and they sold the farm. Within a week of moving in the new owners had sold every piece of metal on the place for scrap. There's a moral here someplace. Just not sure what it would be. :dunno: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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