Being back in Ontario for a full week means that I’ve had a chance to visit with people.  Well today I visited my grandparents in their new apartment. They moved out of their house after decades in their last house, a move I never thought would happen.  While I was at their place in Byron (London), my grandma made a phone call and set up for me to go see an old church which had a stained glass window dedicated to my Great, Great, Great Grandfather Jacob Weyler.  The church however did not turn out to be the highlight of the outing.

The gentleman that let us into the church turned out to be someone that my grandfather knew many years ago.  He told us that he had purchased my grandfather’s, father’s truck 40 years ago as his first car, and he still had it today.  So we made our way to his house to see my Great Grandfather’s 1947 F-47 pickup truck.

While I’m not a car guy, I’ve always liked the really old cars and trucks, but I prefer to go to a luxury car hire and get one than buy mine, however,  I’ve thought that if I were to get an old car, I’d want something like a Model T type vehicle, or 30’s-50’s pickup truck.  It was so cool to see the old truck in a great green colour.  Even better was seeing my Grandfather get in the truck, it was a photo opportunity I was not going to miss.

After he got out of the truck, I noticed some writing on the side of the truck, quite faded and worn.  I could read that it said:

H E Weyler, RR4, London

Harold Eugene Weyler.  That is my Great Grandfather’s name on the side of the truck.  The law used to state that if you owned a truck, your name and address must be on the vehicle (something I’m sure would curb road rage nowadays), so there it is.

I wish I were able to get a picture of the entire truck, but it was up against a wall, so that wasn’t possible today.  The owner of the truck said he’s had numerous offers on the truck but has no intention of selling his first vehicle.  It’s too bad, that would be really awesome to own.  Maybe one day he’ll change his mind and my brothers or I could make a deal for it. At least for now I can be sure a piece of family history is in good hands and will likely be restored to it’s original state.

Here’s a few shots from today:

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My Grandparents old house (it feels weird to me knowing that they no longer live here)I know it’s really hard to see, but the writing does say H E Weyler, RR4, London