The driver’s side of Sam’s trusty Ford F150. If you look closely, you’ll see the stock of one of his shotguns sticking up.
An “aftermarket” dent in the front bumper.
Quail hunting was one of the reasons Sam and Helen settled in Bentonville. Here, one of Sam’s shotguns and his monogrammed hunting bag rest on the bench seat.
View from the driver’s seat of Sam’s truck. If you zoom in you’ll notice the manual windows and “four-on-the-floor” transmission.
To the average human, this looks like a steering wheel. To Sam’s dogs, it looked like a tasty chew toy.
Sam’s hunting dogs didn’t always ride in the cab. For longer trips, he stowed them in the back carrier, away from the steering wheel.
Though this looks like a simple door handle, thousands of associates come from around the world to gently touch it and receive “the gift of frugality.”
The front of Sam’s truck. Beneath the Ford logo, there’s another signature “aftermarket” dent.
Sam’s truck was the F150 Custom, but don’t let the name fool you. A testament to his frugality, the Custom was the entry level F150.