Stop in for a cup of coffee

I miss the old standard size pickup bed
:lol: Dad had about 20 4x4s 10 footers in the back of our all black '60 F100 short bed. Tailgate down, not tied in. Lumber yard to the house 7-8 miles maybe on a very rural road. One of them rattled out a little bit. We passed a CHP squad car parked at the side of the road. 2 minutes later we're lit up. Officer gets out of his car, tape measure in hand. Dad still wondering why we were stopped. "You don't have a red flag on your cargo. One of those boards is 3" too far out of the bed. License and registration please." "You can see our destination, it's right over there, the gray house." Scribble,scribble,scribble. Through the window comes the citation. Officer returns to his cruiser and leaves. Dad walks the the back of the truck and pushes the board back in place with one hand. :BangHead: :rolleyes: