I didn't think I would see one of these in our driveway again (with us as the drivers), but with a few more people staying with us, the minivan-pickup combo just wasn't doing the job.
I pick it up tomorrow - the return of the 'big van'.
Mrs. Curley didn't want white, but it was the better deal for us than the tannish one.
Last year we spent our wedding anniversary moving pigs and I injured my wife by tossing a pallet her way. The year before we slaughtered a hog. I guess shopping for a 12-passenger van on our anniversary may be considered an improvement, but for who?
Oremus pro invicem!