[pritch]

I was 9 in '67, and I remember my-a life long chevy man-*****in' every time he saw one. Not at the whole truck, just that 'useless' tiny back window. Those cheapskate no good money grubbin' SOB's can't even give a guy a decent sized window! That's when the rebel in me decided I would have one first chance I got. And I did, in about '79 or so. I still have the back half (truck bed trailer). The year my '68 was born, I was a year older and Dad was convinced that all his *****in' had somehow shamed G.M. into fixing that travisty in the back of the cab.