Because most of the campsites were on beach sand, heavily loaded station wagons pulling trailers would routinely get stuck as campers tried to get in and out. When this happened, in would come the Power Wagon. I remember being astonished by the ease with which the Power Wagon would extract vehicles that were sunk to the axles in loose sand. I fell in love with that truck. I tell the rest of this story to point out that love in any form is the most wonderful emotion we can experience, but it is rarely uninterupted bliss.
Love also involves sacrifice, pain, work, persistence, and commitment.
I think it is worth it. About 30 years later, I decided to try to find and buy an old Power Wagon. I knew about the ordinary Power Wagons from Dodge, but I had not seen the older model in years. Craig quickly found all the information I was looking for and I discovered that although the originals had gone through a number of model designations, they really had not changed much over the years. A few days later, Craig called me and asked if I actually wanted one of these trucks.