My gut feeling was right about the truck I described in a former post. I had the time today to poke around and found the connection of the ground strap to the frame was loose enough to turn by hand. Since it was fubared with rust, and the bolt couldn't be removed, I bought a new ground strap and fastened in another hole in the frame; after I cleaned the paint to bare metal to insure a good ground. I, also, used a stainless bolt, so some poor bastard like me won't have to do the same thing again in the future.
The truck started without any problems, I had to tighten the filter a little to stop the leak, and the truck is ready to go.
The only problem I now have is to instill the eagerness to search to those that were helping me with the truck. Whoever connected the ground strap to the battery should have seen how loose it was and brought it to my attention. Oh well, I live and I hope they are willing to learn.
In Case You've Wondered
My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.
If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com
One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.
I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.