When I was very little, my grandfather had a truck similar to this one. We went everywhere in this truck from the dump to the lumbar yard to Toys R Us. He had a CB radio with a loud speaker and we would yell out to people walking on the street. He would pretend he could predict when the traffic light would turn green, mystifying my young mind. I would also walk on his back in the living room, and we would wrestle all the time until he chipped my front tooth accidentally with his elbow. I miss my grandfather very much, and even though he is long gone, he continues to be a huge influence in my life.