That Studebaker pickup reminded me of when, some 65 years ago, my Dad worked for a company called Johnston Testers, that ran tests at oil drilling rigs. Dad actually worked inside, rarely went to a drilling rig himself, so his company truck was the only Studebaker that they had. It was also the oldest truck they had, but was actually a pretty good truck. All the fleet were dually one ton trucks, but all but Dad's were Chevrolet. Anyway, if all the testers were out somewhere and not available when a call came in for a tester, Dad went. I guess I was 12 or 13 years old when I went with him one night to a drilling rig and he found that the park brake, or emergency brake if you prefer, did not work. So a few hours later, we left and before we got back to the road, he smelled fire. We stopped and found that he had forgotten to release the park brake, which clamped around the driveshaft, so that was what was burning. We put it out by scooping up sand with a hard hat and throwing it on the fire. Fortunately, no damage except to the work out pads in that park brake. When Dad told the boss about it, the boss said, "Well why didn't you get out and let it burn?" It seemed that everyone but Dad thought it was too old and worn. Dad told him the truck wasn't worth much, but letting the equipment in the back burn would not have been good.
