My dad once owned a 2007 Ford F-150 4-door Harley Davidson edition. He’s worked hard all his life and was finally able to purchase his dream truck in late November of 2006. My dad took very excellent care of his truck. This truck was his pride & joy, his baby!!! He loved the way it run, looked, was built, the features that came with it, and most of all how he felt so comfortable in it. His truck was very spacious on the inside and had accommodated all his needs. It was a two-tone colored truck which was amethyst purple when it was bright and black when it was overcast or dark. There were only two of these trucks on the island and my dad was lucky enough to have purchased one of them.
Unfortunately, my dad no longer has his truck and he misses it more than words can express. On November 11, 2012 my dad and mom were on their way to church. They were two stop lights away from reaching the church parking lot when a 23 year old boy disregarded the red light that was meant for him and slammed into my parents. He sent my dad’s truck spinning 75feet away from the point of contact where my dad slammed into a planter box located in front of a bank. Had it not been for that planter box being there, my parents would have crashed into the glass walls of the bank. My parents suffered numerous serious injuries, but by the looks of what happened to truck, the injuries could have been way worse.
My parents were stuck in the truck and when the emergency crews were finally able to get the driver side door opened, they worked on my dad first and put him on the gurney and took him to the ambulance. My mom was on the passenger side of the truck and the door was not able to open being that it was completely smashed in. The fire fighters had to go in through the driver side and rip out the middle console in order to get my mom out. Once the emergency crew got my mom out, they got to work on her and put her on the gurney as well and take her to the same ambulance as my dad. My sister was the first to arrive on the scene and rode in the ambulance with my parents to the nearest hospital and the rest of my family and I met them at the hospital.
At one point all I could think about is how my dad will never have his truck again thanks to the irresponsible driver of the other car. I thank God for keeping my parents so they are able to see many more days. My dad just celebrated his 61st birthday on January 02, 2013 and he is very grateful to have another year added to his life by the grace of God. However, since the day of the accident things have never been the same. He wishes he still had his truck, his baby. His truck was literally built Ford tough. If he ever has another opportunity in his lifetime to have a truck again, I know it will be another Ford, however, finances will not allow that to happen anytime in the near future. I want to end this by saying thank you to Ford for the good quality vehicles that you produce.