
By the time the early 80s rolled around, Madeline and I had a house full of young-uns, which translated into the need for a Suburban.
She was always wanting to haul something that wouldn’t fit in there with all the boys. So I did what any good husband would do, I bought her a new 16’ tandem axle Felps utility trailer for her birthday one year.
Dang that was the best pulling trailer I can ever remember having. Dick Laymon on Manchaca Road sold them back then.
There was a rule for that trailer. If I pulled it, it had to come back to the house and it didn’t get loaned out. There were loaners over at the construction yard.
That gal could hook up to that trailer and go anywhere. She was able to do something that I’ve never mastered. She can back a trailer without using the mirrors. Yep, she can put a trailer into the tightest of spaces by turning her head around and looking. Guys if you haven’t tried that lately, just give it a go.
Somehow after several years that trailer didn’t have a blemish on it. Then I commandeered it and started pulling it myself more and more. In no time at all it was completely destroyed, like every other trailer we ever put out on jobs.
I’ve regretted not keeping that one it’s virgin condition. You just can’t buy those Felps trailers like that anymore.
When I was in the Army, I could back up the trailer on a motor scraper (both a 290 and an 830, ask your brother) so well. Now, 50 years later, I don’t dare back up a U-Haul. That’s only one example of an ability I’ve lost over the intervening decades.
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