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I know the area well........Born and raised in Greenville, MS. My in-laws are from Doddsville, MS. Bet you didn't think anyone here would know where Doddsville is!!! LOL!!!! They were raised on Senator Eastlands plantation. You know the Kittrells or Jones's? I am one of the Muirheads from Greenville.
You wouldn't happen to own the white Bronco that sits on Hwy 61 would you? I been looking at it for years when passing thru.
Good Luck on your quest for a "T"! You want be disappointed in it!

Later

Speaking of Broncos and Granddad Lee...........I have a very funny story about both................
My Dad always had Broncos. He would build them up and then sell them and start over. He had this one that he had built a hot-rod motor for and put dual wheels on the back. You could rev it up dump the clutch and it would "pop a wheelie". Well, before I got my drivers lisence I would "borrow" it when he would go out of town to see his mother. One day I "borrowed" it and was across the hwy in another neighborhood and all my buddies were screaming, "pop a wheelie....pop a wheelie". I reved her up and let her go.................POP, and there goes the ring gear and pinion!!!!!!! I got my cousin to pull me home with his car. I didn't have sense enough to just lock the front wheels in and drive it home!!!! This would come back to haunt me a few weeks later! I parked it back in the yard just ahead of where my Dad had left it and hurriedly mowed the grass. I was watching out the window when Dad first got in it and tried to drive it. Yep, nothing happened! He got out, slammed the door and headed in the house. I had my story ready!!!! He asked me what the %$#@ I had done to his Bronco. Of course he automatically knew I was responsible! I told him that I had gotten in it to move it so I could mow the grass. He knew I was lieing already, because I never mowed with out him threatening me bodily harm! I said, when I started to move it kinda stuttered and I gave it more gas. (that big carburetor really would do this if you let it idle and load up)see I was thinking like a genius! I told him that when I gave it the gas and it stuttered that something popped and I just cut it off and forgot to tell him when he got home. He looked at me for about 5 minutes and said I can't prove your lieing, but I know damn well you are! When I do find out the truth I am going to have me some of that A$$ He then went back out to the truck and locked the wheels in and drove it into the shop. About 45 minutes later he had a new chunk in it and was gone! OK, I'm clear and good to go, right? NOPE! About 2 weeks later he came in the house and told me to sit down, we needed to talk. I knew I was in trouble but did not have a clue what about THIS time. He told me to tell him one more time what happened to his Bronco, and I better not lie this time!!! Of course I had to stick to my story! He let me finish and then began to get him some of that A$$ he talked about! After he finished beating me like a rented mule, I ask him how he found out? He said that yesterday the mail man ask him if he got his Bronco fixed? He said yea. After the mail man left he began to wonder how the mail man knew it was broke because he had simply drove it in the shop and fixed it with out telling anyone that it was broke. So today I ask him how he knew it was broke and the mail man said, well, I just assumed it was broke after I saw them boys pulling it home with a chain!!! That mail man was Lee Newman. machinist2's Grand Dad!!!!! LOL!!!!!!!! Dad ALWAYS found out the truth, but I never quit trying!!!!!

Rick