A Chevy and Some Sheep in the Shadows

My memory is starting to go. My friend Bobby told me what year of Chevrolet this is, but I already forgot. Looking it up on-line (using the distinctive grill), I figure it to be from the early 1940's.

With our temperature reaching 97F (33C), even the sheep are seeking shade. Only the one on the left is getting any sunshine.

I was wandering around Bobby's place because his grandson was having a high school open house next door. It was hot for that, too...but they put out a nice spread.

About Bobby's name...don't call him Bob, Robert, Rob, Roberto, or the Bobster. HIS NAME IS BOBBY. (That's what happens when you're born in Kentucky.) The name does fit him, but I wish his parents would have given him the middle name of Socks.