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It all began with ...

My beloved Aunt, Connie Shutts, she is the reason I am here right now. She loved to travel with her husband, my Uncle Jack. They were truthfully my inspiration in this journey.

How freely they just would pick up and go for a trip anywhere. How they would take any of their many, “kids,” on a trip with them, I’m sure at moments they questioned their sanity but you would have never guessed it.

I wanted that. I needed that. I want to pick up with my two crazy toddler boys and just go, question my sanity all the way to where ever we ended up. I want to, “live my best life,” but experience all the crazy adventure with it.

Well, I knew that wasn’t going to happen overnight so commence the camper hunting. I mainly looked at brand new, I was honestly going to take on a loan for a new one but nothing seemed right, I felt at a loss. Crying to one of my best friends an Ad popped up for a 1968 Mallard. It was like something clicked and I had to have it. I went and looked at it with my best friend and our kids. I stood inside and looked at her and she goes, “alright lets find the ATM, I know you’re buying it!” I had no idea what I was doing that I was just going on a feeling and a dream.

I got the camper home and I started working on her day in and day out while my boys played outside. I put everything in that project, I shared the progress and the feedback I received made me feel so accomplished. I had people start inquiring about buying her even as is! I couldn’t even believe it. I had to see Molly, as we called her, through to being finished. The boys & I had quite a few sleepover in the yard as I worked on it over the summer. This was the best summer I have had yet.

I loved bringing Molly back to life so much I found myself just wanting to bring more forgotten trailers back to life. Here I am today, selling her, have more vintage trailers waiting for me to revive!

Well, I got exactly what I wanted, I wake up everyday, pick up my boys to go question my sanity while doing something I love. Reviving forgotten trailers.

You can’t really question your sanity, when you’re busy doing something you love, all while using very loud power tools.