I've been saying for years that the best part about the classic truck hobby is the people we meet and the friends we make. It doesn't matter if our pickups are stuck unfinished in the garage or finished and on the road for years – each and every one of us has made new friends thanks to our hobby. And in these unsettling times, the good friends our classic trucks provide us are a blessing.

Personally, I consider myself luckier than most. Not only have I made lots of friends during the course of building and enjoying my many truck, car, and motorcycle projects, I've also been able to meet countless folks and make lots of new friends (from nearly every state in the country) by traveling nationwide for CLASSIC TRUCKS.

Recently I ran across a note and a bunch of pictures from a group of guys in a Nashville, Tennessee-based club called the Music City F100 Club. Looking through the photos and reading the accompanying note got me thinking about both how time flies and how lucky I've been to count so many people as friends (You all know who you are...Joe, Marci, and Wally especially).

I'd also like to take a minute to say hello to all the friends I've made in the Music City F100 Club (Jim Crowder, Mark Coleman, Donnie King, and Richard Vaughn included) way back when the F-100 Super Nats were in the parking lot of, if I recall correctly, the Grand Hotel in Pigeon Forge, Tennessee. And I'd like to send a much belated thank you to Don Walker for sending me the photos and note in the first place.

To the rest of my friends, every one of you readers included, thanks for making me one of the luckiest classic truckers there is.