Doctor Steuss wrote:schreech wrote:My father had that exact van, he bought it as a used ambulance and ripped the insides out and did the same, particle wood floors and benches along the inside. I remember sleeping in that thing on many occasions, it never lost the ambulance smell...
Ours fortunately didn't have an ambulance smell, but we did get to enjoy moderate engine fumes, and burnt oil that would emanate from the cracks of the That van was my reading refuge.
Every time it rained, I would go out, crack open the gullwing windows on the sides and read The Outsiders.
Thank you Screech, for the lovely feeling of nostalgia that's warming my innards now.
(Sorry Mark for the derail)
I just reread the outsiders with my daughter :)
This is very similar to the one he had -

He even tried to install a fridge and sink that never actually worked. Oh, and my dad had this idea that after he worked out, sweating for the next 30 minutes to an hour was healthy for him. He would pick us (including friends) up in the van after his workouts. The heat would be going full blast, windows shut and the inside of the van would feel like a sauna. OMG, I don't miss that van at all...that smell....and it just never stopped running. He sold it and it ran as well as the day he bought it.