Here I am, standing in a field thirty-miles from the nearest town. It’s a crisp, clear October morning in Montana. Twenty-eight degrees and no wind. It’s very quiet. I feel the flow of adrenaline pumping through my veins as I listen to my heart beating. I’m working to stay calm and taking everything in. I want to feel everything. I need to feel everything about this moment.
I first saw a picture of this truck about four years ago. At that moment, I felt like a teenager falling in love at first sight. I knew in my heart that I would someday marry — I mean, own, this beautiful truck. Then we would ride off into the sunset together.
I don’t want to sound too emotional, but moments like these, standing here looking at a special truck that I am about to take home, really touch me. It’s these moments that I will cherish forever.
I’m not sure when this truck was parked here but for many years it has majestically kept watch over the Eastern Montana prairie.
Diamond T trucks were special and so were the farmers who owned them. These trucks were the nicest on the road and I think they were some of the toughest. When you see a description for, “heavy,” or “thick,” you should also see the Diamond T logo. These were definitely heavy and the sheet metal was thick.
This beautiful truck is now cleaned up and ready to go to a new home. I can’t wait to see what the next owner does with it. Maybe a Cummins motor, some updates to the drivetrain and some creature comforts in the cab? This truck will definitely continue to be cool for the next 60 years.