It was an old army surplus Jeep and my dad traded a young Billy goat and 12 egg-laying hens for it. He just drove it home one day. We saw him coming down our long driveway. Lots of people have long driveways in Arkansas, but not many people have one as long as ours. It’s about 2 miles long and you can see someone coming for at least a half mile. Dad likes it because he says no one can sneak up on us. Me, my sister and mom stood staring at him driving up.