The other saving grace of the unusual truck was discovered in the form of an intact and quite nice vinyl-covered, wood roof skeleton much like that of a woodie. The years in the darkness of the garage were kind to the wood, including the organic bed floor, which was all luckily sealed and treated properly and possibly replaced during its restoration.

Pretty soon Randy had the 218 flathead inline-six-cylinder running like it ought to-rapping out the dual exhaust via a split-stock manifold before shifting through the stock three-speed trans for the first time since who knows when. When Randy first took ownership of the Dodge, he thought it'd be neat to stick a vintage Hemi under the split hood and build a sleeper, but after a few trips in the '47 he soon fell in love with its original prewar-based charm. (Dodge trucks didn't change much-like many makes-from 1939 to 1947, which are also referred to as the Job-Rated family of Dodges.)

Randy and his family drive the '47 as often as possible every week and relish the looks and conversations with curious onlookers at the local cruise. They also drive it in the Concord Christmas parade, where you can bet it's an impromptu thumb inspector. Maybe we all should think about putting a Dodge in our garage!