The car: 1941 Ford pickup
The owner: The family of the late Michael (Mike) Anderson, Winton
(Editor’s note: The following answers were written by Mike Anderson just before his passing last Saturday.)
What are the key features of your vehicle? The truck has been in my family since 1956. It had been left in a field, and grass was growing in it when I began the restoration. It has been completely restored to its original style with customized paint accents and chrome running boards.
What did you have to do to get it in its present state? Restoration from the frame up and rebuilt motor. I spent a lot of time looking through magazines and wandering around swap meets doing research and looking for parts. Not to mention trips out of state looking for items.
What else do you want to do to it? Show it in car shows and put a spotlight on the driver’s side.
How did you acquire your vehicle? It belonged to my dad. He purchased it from John Cardoza in 1956. John used it to haul hay at his dairy. My dad used it to haul building supplies when he was building our family home; he also used it at Castle Air Force Base to pick up parachutes.
Why did you pick that particular vehicle, and what do you find appealing about it? I inherited it from my dad and I wanted to keep it in the family. There are some great family memories of spending time in the truck, like riding in the back of the pickup with my brother and sister and learning to drive in the truck.
What started your love affair with cars? While in high school, I took a class at the college where I learned how to paint cars. My first project was a 1956 Chevrolet Bel Air. I did some minor restorations and repainted the car. Next was a team project called “The Great Pumpkin” – a 1951 Chevrolet pickup.
What advice would you give others about starting such a project? Do your research in advance and have plenty of time and money. Expect the unexpected.
Do you have any other collector vehicles or project cars? No, I restored this one due to the family history.
What’s your favorite memory about this ride? I drove to my sister’s house; I let my niece drive around the block. After the ride, we were in the house and someone knocked on the door to ask if we had a red truck. The truck had rolled down the street and someone stopped it in the intersection.