Thanks boover! I must admit, it feels pretty good to see it come back to life again! Just to get to sit in the seat and actually drive it again is pretty special. I used to sit in the seat and pretend I was driving it when I was a kid and to see my oldest girl do the same thing when she was about 12 years old is just, well, pretty special. I learned how to drive a stick in it when I was 15. My dad laughing and picking on me the whole time. That reminds me! I got some teaching to do of my own! I hope I can laugh instead of being scared! Thanks to all of you once again for following this little miracle of a build. Oh yeah, did I mention, that same little 12 year old girl got on the homecoming court this year, her senior year, and with all the fancy convertibles in the homecoming parade, guess what her and her friends want to be escorted in? Yep, that old green Jeep. I am sure my dad is smiling in heaven.
I went to see one of my grandfather's friends that I grew up hunting with this past weekend. He is in his 80's now. His wife just past away and I wanted to check on him. He shared some memories with me that I had forgotten and some new ones too about my dad's old Jeep. He was happy that I fixed it back up. I learned a few details on some of the dents in it. Specifically how it came to have a later model windshield frame on it. It seems that they had torn the rear drive shaft out while hunting and didn't want to go home so they kept going. While climbing a muddy hill, the u-joint in the front drive shaft went out. The jeep had drum brakes all the way around and had plenty of mud/water in them so down the hill they went picking up speed the whole time. The landing at the bottom of the hill wasn't real soft and they landed in a deep ditch and the Jeep turned over on it's side. They had a dog box in the back. My dad driving, my grandfather and his friend in the middle and passenger side. Not sure how 3 grown men and a dog box all fit in a CJ 5, (keep in mind also that my granddad and his friend where in their 60's) but anyway some of the dogs ended up in the front of the Jeep with them. He said it was the the scariest funniest thing you have ever seen. Stuff was flying everywhere. No one was hurt, but that was where the factory windshield frame lost it's life. It was kind of cool to hear the story and reminded me of some more I had with the old Jeep. I remember one time my dad had changed oil in it. He had it out of gear, but what he had forgotten was that my little brother had been pretending to drive it while my dad was messing with it. My dad just reached in to crank it up and my little brother had put it in gear. That sucker cranked right up and almost ran plum over the freezer and out the back of the garage! I remember my little brother tearing toward the house to my mom. It scared the crap out of my dad and thank goodness no one was hurt. So any of you guys got any memories or mishaps to share?
Those are some cool stories. Good of you to go check on your grand fathers friend. Not only did you learn more on the history of your jeep, I'm sure you brightened his day too. Years ago my mother in-law called me saying her Jeep Grand Cherokee wouldn't start (she'd left dome light on) I drove over to her house taking my 2 yr old son with me. She took my car to work and I hooked up the battery charger and took my son inside to watch tv while it charged. A few hours latter we went back to the garage. I started her Cherokee and left the door open (not thinking he was big enough to crawl inside) while I unhooked the charger. Just as I was about to close the hood I saw that it was rolling forward. I barely got out of the way as it crashed into the front of the garage. Well now my mother in-law needed a new grille.
Good story. It's been slow. I actually switched gears. I am behind on a ton of other stuff around the house since the Jeep project took over. The paint was coming off the hood of my truck (has been for a couple years). I decided to paint it since my painting on the jeep turned out ok. I got it done this week. It turned out pretty good. It is kind of funny now though, after all the painting I have done in my shop it smells like I remember my dad's when I walk in it. It is kind of neat. I may work on the sound bar some this weekend. It is bow season down here so I have been trying to hunt in the mornings. That was another thing that fell by the wayside during this project. I haven't killed a deer in two years. I am ready to take some revenge out on them garden eaters and put some meat in the freezer!
Thanks, I love the color too, always have. I am not sure and don't know if there is a way to find out for sure, but I think it must be a rare color. I have only seen one other one that color in person in my life.
Well, got the sound bar primed and sanded this weekend. No pics though, but I did get a video for you guys. I am new to all this stuff. My girls think I live in the stone age computer wise and are pretty sure I have the last razor (phone) known to man. So anyway my youngest gave me her Ipod. Here is my attempt at a walk around for y'all.