Old trucks seem to have an style all their own. For me, they evoke feelings of things like days gone by, someone’s grandpa, an old farmer or just country life in general. Or maybe beauty and grace, combined with the American spirit of hard work to do what needs to be done. Finding one in as good a shape as this old Chevy Apache at Thunderbird Southwest was a joy to see. It seems like the older I get, the more I learn to appreciate the older things. Not that I’m getting old of course.