Santa Ed's Last Ride
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This gofundme is for the dreams of finishing a truck in the memory of our father. This is a 1959 Chevy 3100. It really does need a complete overhaul.
Our father passed away recently and any money raised would be put into the complete restoration of this truck.
Though in fairness it is more about the man behind the truck then the truck itself.
If you were to know our father, you would see how selfless he was. Everyone may have their own dreams and aspirations, but our father would negate his to make sure his family's dreams are met.
When one of us needed new flooring, it wasn't a matter of bartering or bargaining favors -- my father was there out of family love. When our house needs remodeling or repair, without hesitation our father was there to ensure our quality of life.
If a friend of the family was in dire need, my father would be there for them, even if they were not of our own blood.
As Santa Claus, our father has donated his time to homeless shelters towards children who have a hard time during the holidays, simply because that is who he is.
My father was a craftsman. Anything and everything he sets his hand to, he did it well, right and professional.
He set to it with such a vigorous, almost stubborn determination that at some points he needed to be told when to stop. What he did touch however, is filled with his love to create.
Our father had created beautiful landscaping, had remodeled rooms in homes that you cannot help but admire the craftsmanship.
He worked on vehicles and cars his whole life. Whatever he touched was gold, you can see the love in the things his hands have crafted.
Even after his quadruple bypass surgery, his love to create and help those around him does not falter. Hindered perhaps, but never faltering.
Lastly, our father was a family man. He loved his wife, his children and his home and took pride in placing their needs and the family as a whole over himself.
He did not speak of ideals and expect you to live up to them, he was busy living them every second of his life.
Since we were young he had talked of fixing his truck. He spoke about it almost as if he were a young kid idolizing the thought of becoming an astronaut one day.
This truck was his dream, and his dream has always been put on hold.
We've been promising ourselves and him that we would help him fulfill that dream since we were teenagers, that he deserved it, and that we would be there for him to help see it to completion. This truck has now been sitting for 30 years without much work done.
Simply put... The truck's completion was our father's dream. This truck was handed down to us not long ago and has been our goal to get this thing done and running so he could have one last ride!
Our father passed away recently and any money raised would be put into the complete restoration of this truck.
Though in fairness it is more about the man behind the truck then the truck itself.
If you were to know our father, you would see how selfless he was. Everyone may have their own dreams and aspirations, but our father would negate his to make sure his family's dreams are met.
When one of us needed new flooring, it wasn't a matter of bartering or bargaining favors -- my father was there out of family love. When our house needs remodeling or repair, without hesitation our father was there to ensure our quality of life.
If a friend of the family was in dire need, my father would be there for them, even if they were not of our own blood.
As Santa Claus, our father has donated his time to homeless shelters towards children who have a hard time during the holidays, simply because that is who he is.
My father was a craftsman. Anything and everything he sets his hand to, he did it well, right and professional.
He set to it with such a vigorous, almost stubborn determination that at some points he needed to be told when to stop. What he did touch however, is filled with his love to create.
Our father had created beautiful landscaping, had remodeled rooms in homes that you cannot help but admire the craftsmanship.
He worked on vehicles and cars his whole life. Whatever he touched was gold, you can see the love in the things his hands have crafted.
Even after his quadruple bypass surgery, his love to create and help those around him does not falter. Hindered perhaps, but never faltering.
Lastly, our father was a family man. He loved his wife, his children and his home and took pride in placing their needs and the family as a whole over himself.
He did not speak of ideals and expect you to live up to them, he was busy living them every second of his life.
Since we were young he had talked of fixing his truck. He spoke about it almost as if he were a young kid idolizing the thought of becoming an astronaut one day.
This truck was his dream, and his dream has always been put on hold.
We've been promising ourselves and him that we would help him fulfill that dream since we were teenagers, that he deserved it, and that we would be there for him to help see it to completion. This truck has now been sitting for 30 years without much work done.
Simply put... The truck's completion was our father's dream. This truck was handed down to us not long ago and has been our goal to get this thing done and running so he could have one last ride!
Organizer
Brandon Scott
Organizer
West Jordan, UT
