We were so excited to cruise to town in our new truck . Everywhere we went, chug chugging along, well wishers would wave, honk and stop and smile as we passed them by! This little red beauty made every day seem like a parade day!

Soon after bringing the red truck home, we spent quite a bit of time thinking about a name for him. A proper name. One that seemed befitting! The fanfare of well wishers everywhere we drove the truck led us to the name , “Strut!” A pompous walk , swagger! Seemed to fit!

We decided that a proper parade was in order as one of the first official days for our new little truck to “Strut his stuff!” We recruited our grandkids for a family fun day and we rolled down the road at our local memorial Day parade! The excitement of the day was filled with crazy fun! The crowds of friendly faces waved, cheered and hooted with thumbs up, as we threw out candy and tooted the horn passing them by! Full hearts, filled with lasting fond memories , along with Strut’s maiden voyage ,made for a magical day! A red truck day that still brings a smile to my face when I think about it!