Battered old pickups tend to survive on the steets longer than their car counterparts, since a smoke-barfing, rod-knocky Joad Family-style truck can still haul a load of stolen copper wire just as well as a cherry Adnan Khashoggi Edition™ Blackwood. Still, the time comes when the duct-tape bills (or, in this case, the parking-ticket fines) can’t be paid, and another California veteran hauler faces the cruel steel jaws of The Crusher.
The Hayward Police Department red-tagged this flamed ’66, giving the owner 72 hours to move it or face the consequences. Red-tagging is almost always the result of a complaint by a neighbor, generally as one act of many in a lengthy dispute. It costs a few hundred bucks to get your towed car out of the Lubyanka when this happens, and this truck’s owner couldn’t or wouldn’t come up with the cash.
The good news is that plenty of parts, including most of the interior and dash items, have been salvaged and should live on in other Chevy and GMC trucks of the era.
Not much interest in a 2-barrel 283 or 327 small-block of questionable condition these days.
The McGwire/Canseco-era A’s sticker suggests that this truck may have pulled tailgate-party duty at the Oakland Coliseum, back in happier times.
There’s nothing like an old-timey flame job to enrage the Avalon-driving neighbors and get the HPD to whip out the red stickers.
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