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I met Vern Wartman when he was supervising a fence building job my brother and I did in the subdivision near his home. Vern drove up one day in his red Chevy and started laughing at me. He had his hand on his brow and couldnt stop laughing. He said "I will sell this truck to your brother so you can haul pickets in a real work truck, not a BMW with boards sticking out the sunroof and windows! Girl, you need a truck!" Whenever I saw him after that he cracked up and asked me "What are you ...
Deana Ashton
April 25, 2010 | Boise, ID