Back in 2006 I was looking for a truck to restore. I had owned a couple of 1965 Chevy trucks but was looking for something a bit more practical and unusual. For example, a truck has good storage but you can't secure anything in the back from the rain or theft. So I started looking for an old Suburban.

After 6 months I finally found this Suburban in Phoenix. These older model version (Apache) of Suburbans are hard to find. The panel trucks are way more common. I think this is because the windows allowed more moisture in the body panels, causing rust.

After being advised by several experts I decided against flying to Phoenix and driving the truck 1600 miles back home to Nashville, although the owner insisted it was in running condition (minus back brakes and a battery). About a week later when it was delivered, I had to work on it two weeks before it was drivable. Good thing I took their advice!

After purchasing the truck and arranging shipping, I began devouring every book about metal/bodywork I could find. When the Apache arrived, my family and I were so excited! I had purchased all the tools I needed and read all the books I could. The first order of business was to get the old 235 6-cylinder running. Step one was removing the gas tank and draining the old gas. After two weeks and many phone calls to my Uncle Roy the old- school mechanic, I had it running like a champ.

The interior was a groovy orange velour with matching shag carpet, circa 1970's. (I can’t believe I didn’t get any photos of the interior) It was super dirty from sitting unused in the dessert for two years. I had to wear a mask while tearing out the interior. Then began the long process of body work. After some exploratory grinding I realized my task was a little more involved than I had anticipated. Rust had eaten away a large portion of the bottom of the back fenders. The only rust I had been aware of was in the floor. There were a few large rust holes in the floorboard. This was evident in the photos the owner had sent. But the back fenders were a surprise. So I learned to weld. I had a good friend who helped me a lot in the early stages. He even left his welder at my house for a month.

Our entire family has enjoyed this Suburban so much. We took trips to parks, ball games and eventually long trips out of state.

It's now been 17 years since we bought the classic Suburban. While I don't drive it as much as I used to, we still consider it a part of the family. My wife fondly refers to it as "Cartoon Car." But like anything, especially something that's a bit older, it must be lovingly maintained and taken care of. Just like us!