The Letter "F" -- Weekend Roundup and Reflections

The thirty-first issue of Weekend Roundup for this year, 2020...
(THE SIXTH LETTER FOR THIS SERIES)
- the Letter "F" Prompts are:
(A) Starts with the Letter "F";
(B) "Full" (Tom's Choice);
(C) A Favorite; and
(D) Reflections.
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(A) Starts with the Letter "F": "Ford" begins with the Letter "F".  This is a picture of a 1941 Ford Pickup from my truck calendar for 2020.  I am not sure why my scanner did make me a color copy.

My Grandfather H. had a 3/4 ton 1941 Ford pickup that he used to haul his horses.  Grandpa had a male breeding horse that the neighbors would 'board' for a half day, more or less.  Sometimes I would ride with him when he was 'making rounds.'

The time I remember best was when my little sister, Lois, was born at home.  I was five and Grandpa came to our farm home to get me for riding.  He did sometimes take me for rides in his car also.
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I have owned three pickup trucks, a 1972 and a 1975 Datsun, and a 1986 Chevy S-10.  They all treated me right, I have the grill from one hanging in our garage.  I have not owned a Ford pickup, but many Fords (click list of cars I owned). 

I worked for Ford Aerospace for 17 years and bought several as returns, one year old, from upper Ford executive perk rentals.  Those cars were two 1976  Granadas, a 1969 Thunderbird, and a 1974 Mustang II Ghia.  I bought from Ford new a 1967 Station Wagon and a 1972 Pinto.  Three of the cars,  the Pinto were totaled by the Tropical Storm Claudia flooding.

(B) "Full" (Tom's Choice):  This Coke Float makes for a Glass Full. 

 

 

(C)  A "Favorite":  My Feet across the room from our Fireplace.  

 

I have been thinking about having another Favorite Foot Contest, could be a Pretty Feet, an Ugly Foot, or just plain Foot Contest.  But maybe not, I don't have nearly as many readers as I used to.  I could run it on Facebook too to get enough Entrants and Voters.

 

Maybe I won't have it.

 

(B)  "Full":  About Half Full of my boyhood marbles.  This is  the butter churn we used on the farm before we sold cream to the local creamery.  It sits on the night stand in our guest room.

A lot of my marbles were Hand-me-downs from telatives making them over one hundred years old.  The ones I  got with my money could be over eighty.

I didn't have other kids to play shooting marbles with and lose so i accumulated quite a few.

(D) Reflections:  I took the marbles in a churn pictires in the guest room bath.  The mirror is against the wall as is the shower beside the vanity.  

It wasnt intended for a Reflection but it will be different than my usual ponds and buildings.  And lo and behold another with the mirror caught me as a selfie. [click picture for larger size, click again for super sized]
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The fine print:
 - [Click on any picture for larger, click it again for extra large]
 - I am linked with Tom of "Backwoods Travel" (Link here to click for Tom's Weekend Reviews)
 - I am also linked this week with James of "Weekend Reflections" (click here for his Reflections Photos).
 - The pictures mostly are all mine and rights are reserved to me under Copyright Law.

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