Hey everyone I have been a member for awile but never participated much. I appreciate all of the questions answered and problems solved from other owners experience.
Here we go.
Growing up my dad bought a 1979 FJ40 when I was 14 years old. He taught me how to drive manual transmission in St Paul along a dirt road that was destined to be the future interstate 35E which cuts through St Paul. The family loved that truck, my dad as I think all of us made it part of his identity. My sister and I bouncing around in the back on our way to Jackson Hole, sitting on the floor and then the jump seats, pretty wrecked on arrival. Unfortunately he had the 40 serviced at a shop on Grand Ave at the end of 1983. When he went to retrieve the cruiser from the shop he discovered that it had been stolen, it was New Year’s Day.
Fast forward to the winter of 1987, I was able to pick up a super rusty 1977 Freeborn Red 40 even with the rough condition I still got that feeling I would get when I saw my dad’s cruiser. In 1992 I sold the red cruiser to fund the purchase of my first home coincidently on Grand Ave, less then a mile from where my fathers 40 was stolen. In 1996 I was either browsing Craigslist which was new or the old auto trader and I found the 1977 (Oct 1976) Cygnus white cruiser that is at the center of this story.
Sometime not long after I picked up the white 40 my dad acquired a 1977 Freeborn Red 40 which would eventually become Brandon Bonnevilles first 40. Brandon lived across the alley from our place on Grand Ave and when my dad put out the for sale sign they struck up a deal. The rest is history of course and is Brandon’s story to tell.
To be continued…
Here we go.
Growing up my dad bought a 1979 FJ40 when I was 14 years old. He taught me how to drive manual transmission in St Paul along a dirt road that was destined to be the future interstate 35E which cuts through St Paul. The family loved that truck, my dad as I think all of us made it part of his identity. My sister and I bouncing around in the back on our way to Jackson Hole, sitting on the floor and then the jump seats, pretty wrecked on arrival. Unfortunately he had the 40 serviced at a shop on Grand Ave at the end of 1983. When he went to retrieve the cruiser from the shop he discovered that it had been stolen, it was New Year’s Day.
Fast forward to the winter of 1987, I was able to pick up a super rusty 1977 Freeborn Red 40 even with the rough condition I still got that feeling I would get when I saw my dad’s cruiser. In 1992 I sold the red cruiser to fund the purchase of my first home coincidently on Grand Ave, less then a mile from where my fathers 40 was stolen. In 1996 I was either browsing Craigslist which was new or the old auto trader and I found the 1977 (Oct 1976) Cygnus white cruiser that is at the center of this story.
Sometime not long after I picked up the white 40 my dad acquired a 1977 Freeborn Red 40 which would eventually become Brandon Bonnevilles first 40. Brandon lived across the alley from our place on Grand Ave and when my dad put out the for sale sign they struck up a deal. The rest is history of course and is Brandon’s story to tell.
To be continued…
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