My grandfather always had some cool cars when I was far, far younger but was still old enough to remember. The summer of my 7th birthday was spent back home (on the American side of the family) in Pensacola, as it usually was when we lived in Germany, and upon arriving at the grandparents house, I saw this big (to me, anyway) silver SUV, which I immediately thought it was the coolest thing ever. Dad had picked up rental as we usually did, but I insisted on taking the Durango everywhere we went, so the rental was returned and granddad happily let us take out his brand new truck.
We had sold our ZJ Grand Cherokee (miss that car, but it was a lemon) which at the time, and still is, one of my favorite SUVs from an aesthetic perspective.
Any way, over time, the Durango was basically the grocery getter, occasional road trip car, and supply hauler, accumulating very little mileage over the next fifteen years or so. It was my granddad's pride and joy, and I have the original window sticker for it that even specifies it was built for him. Many summer vacations were spent cruising in this truck, and the styling just never seemed to age. In fact, I still think it's a timeless look.
At the end of summer 2014, I quit my job to take a different one, and set out for Florida with my dad that same day to spend more time with the grand parents. It was after getting there and going to the dealership the next day to pick up the truck from the dealership, that I became frustrated with the expensive oil change ($230) and the replacement of the cruise control servo with a defective unit that they never resolved. Granddad at this point stopped fixing anything himself and just let the dealer handle it, being in his late 70s he had no energy for that kind of work anymore. Seeing me fired up about it sparked something in him, and later that evening at the dinner table, he tells me the Durango is mine. I was surprised and excited, as I had always dreamed of one day being able to own it, and that opportunity presented itself to me.
I graciously accepted and got to work on fixing a few small issues. It has the 5.9 Magnum V8 motor, which despite an overheat (I'll get into this later), has been a solid motor. The same can't be said for the 46RE on which I will elaborate later.
I have older physical photos of it somewhere, but here's a photo on the day I got it:
The truck itself actually stayed in FL for another year until circumstances in 2015 dictated I come get it. That's when I began some more work. The headlights and fogs were super cloudy, so I did my best to clean them up with whatever I had on hand at the house:
And of course, had to get in a little fun in the red dirt/mud that I miss so very much:
Hit this milestone on the trip back to TX:
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More to follow! I'm still trying to organize some photos.