Friday, December 31, 2021

12 Days of Gratefulness Day 7 by MrsB, RCane, KimB

[Editor's Note]

During these many months of COVID19, it is sometimes difficult to remember that Good Things Still Happen.

We would like share some of our Good Things both the profound and the mundane, hoping some of them might bring joy to your own lives.

Wishing all a happy, fun and safe holiday season.

MrsB, RCane, KimB


Day 7

MrsB
My two children - a son and a daughter

KimB
3 Cats: Each has a story and their antics bring joy and laughter.

Bette Bumpers

Bette is the newest cat and is also 5 years old. She was abandoned when her previous owners moved away and we formally adopted her. She is a lovely black tuxedo with splash white and has the most mesmerizing eyes. She gives great head bumps and is 100% focused on Allen.

This year she finally jumped into Allen's lap and now she has "her spot" sharing his chair with him. She also has decided I may not be such a bad person after all and will let me pet her when she comes for head bumps.

Bette is very fond of Othello but not that keen on Lucky and can put Mr Pesterini in his place when his daredevil stunts get too close.



Thursday, December 30, 2021

12 Days of Gratefulness Day 6 by MrsB, RCane, KimB

[Editor's Note]

During these many months of COVID19, it is sometimes difficult to remember that Good Things Still Happen.

We would like share some of our Good Things both the profound and the mundane, hoping some of them might bring joy to your own lives.

Wishing all a happy, fun and safe holiday season.

MrsB, RCane, KimB


Day 6

R. Cane
Thankful for such a wonderful family extended as they are all over the USA .. and beyond on land sea or air..

KimB
Suspenders

Before COVID19 I purchased some suspenders at a department store. I am not sure why I bought them, perhaps I thought they would be a nice fashion statement. I think they cost $5. I never used them until recently. As I've gotten older it takes a bit more time to bend over and stand up again. I found that I can leave my pants unbuttoned and use the suspenders to hold them up. Now when I have to bend over I don't have to undo the button. It's amazing how many times you have to bend down during the day.



Wednesday, December 29, 2021

12 Days of Gratefulness Day 5 by MrsB, RCane, KimB

[Editor's Note]

During these many months of COVID19, it is sometimes difficult to remember that Good Things Still Happen.

We would like share some of our Good Things both the profound and the mundane, hoping some of them might bring joy to your own lives.

Wishing all a happy, fun and safe holiday season.

MrsB, RCane, KimB


Day 5

MrsB
Being born in America

KimB
My spouse ElGato.

Like many things it seems only a short time ago we met. I don't keep track of such things but he tells me it's 41 years. I once told him I knew he was a "good catch" because I never got a cold after kissing him. Our years together have had their ups and downs and in-betweens and all the variety that goes with life. I wouldn't trade even 1 second for anything or anyone else.



Tuesday, December 28, 2021

12 Days of Gratefulness Day 4 by MrsB, RCane, KimB

[Editor's Note]

During these many months of COVID19, it is sometimes difficult to remember that Good Things Still Happen.

We would like share some of our Good Things both the profound and the mundane, hoping some of them might bring joy to your own lives.

Wishing all a happy, fun and safe holiday season.

MrsB, RCane, KimB


Day 4

R. Cane
Thankful for home medical visits and deliveries Discovered online ordering and now rarely ever risk going out amonst'em to stores n such

KimB
3 Cats: Each has a story and their antics bring joy and laughter.

Lucky - Mr Pesterini

Lucky was a temporary foster that stayed permanent. He had been abandoned as a tiny kitten in the countryside and rescued by a friend. We agreed to foster him and one thing that is certain about cats: they never leave once they find a good home. Lucky has been with us 5 years now.

He is not really a "pest". He is very curious about what humans are doing and why. Whenever he sees something new or different he is right there with twitching nose to check it out.

Lucky is the Flying Wallenda of cats. He loves jumping up on banisters and tops of bookcases. He has an extraordinarily long tail and chases it regularly. The fun part comes when he catches it.

He has a set of toys which he moves around the house and brings them to "share" with us. He has a plush pumpkin, plush hedgehog and plush mouse.

He is on the hyperactive side of cat activity but recently has been venturing into Lap Cat territory. He has a very short tolerance for Lap Cat but recently decided to try Keyboard Kat.



Monday, December 27, 2021

12 Days of Gratefulness Day 3 by MrsB, RCane, KimB

[Editor's Note]

During these many months of COVID19, it is sometimes difficult to remember that Good Things Still Happen.

We would like share some of our Good Things both the profound and the mundane, hoping some of them might bring joy to your own lives.

Wishing all a happy, fun and safe holiday season.

MrsB, RCane, KimB


Day 3

MrsB
Living 99 years in extraordinary good health

KimB
My Brother.

R. Cane has a sense of humor bigger than the Pacific Ocean. Mr Punster can go none stop and side splitting laughs are a result. Sometimes it seems that we are far apart in views and temperament but this is only an illusion, because we are the same in all ways that count.

His music flows from within and contains a quality that is ephemeral. It's star light and fire works, filling the world with sounds of harmony and beauty. The sounds remain with you as a reminder that there is beauty to be found if you just listen for it.



Sunday, December 26, 2021

12 Days of Gratefulness Day 2 by MrsB, RCane, KimB

[Editor's Note]

During these many months of COVID19, it is sometimes difficult to remember that Good Things Still Happen.

We would like share some of our Good Things both the profound and the mundane, hoping some of them might bring joy to your own lives.

Wishing all a happy, fun and safe holiday season.

MrsB, RCane, KimB


Day 2

R. Cane
Thankful for reaching 76, and having my dear loving mum and sis and her hubby around too!

KimB
3 Cats: Each has a story and their antics bring joy and laughter.

Othello - Big Daddy.

Othello is the oldest, a sumo heavy weight 10 year old black cat. We got him from a local shelter 9 years ago at Christmas. The shelter waived the adoption fee for the holiday and Othello came to live here. He's an unusual cat and early on had a very feisty nature. Eventually we all found our spots.

Othello's spot is wherever the sunniest and warmest spot is.



Saturday, December 25, 2021

12 Days of Gratefulness Day 1 by MrsB, RCane, KimB

[Editor's Note]

During these many months of COVID19, it is sometimes difficult to remember that Good Things Still Happen.

We would like share some of our Good Things both the profound and the mundane, hoping some of them might bring joy to your own lives.

Wishing all a happy, fun and safe holiday season.

MrsB, RCane, KimB


Day 1

MrsB
An excellent memory allowing me to recall my parents, brothers and sisters as well as maternal and paternal relatives

R. Cane
Happy to have 1933 Vintage Delivery Truck project reaching finish line & getting ready for auction in spring!

KimB
Old Friends and Like Family Friends.

Old Friends are wonderful memories. You can remember all the funny situations and escapades and even arguments. They remain with you even when they are not near anymore.

Like Family Friends are people who are like your family. They can be funny, helpful, insightful and they are few in number. They come as needed or as they are able. They help when you are too embarrassed to ask for help. They do not judge you but they are not afraid to tell you to "cool your jets" either. They hold a special place in my heart. Without them things would be very different and much more difficult.



Thursday, November 25, 2021

Putting It All In by KimB

I am not a good cook.

I sometimes make edible food and sometimes my attempts result in a Quick Delivery Order from one on the on-line grocery stores. The Quick Delivey Food replacement is far more satisfying than the concoction now gracing the inside of the garbage pail.

When I was much younger I had aspirations to be a Pastry Chef. My career didn't go that direction, which is a good thing. Pastry Chefs have to be very precise. EXACTLY this-amount of A and that-amount of Y and they have special scrapers to scoop every last bit from the bowl into the dessert form.

I am not prescise.

I like precision but I do not like to be precise. I lack the fundamental requirements for a Pastry Chef.

I did have a secret-smile moment when I bought a set bowl scrapers. They aren't real bowl scrapers but I pretend they are. I enjoy the daydream of precision while sort of scraping the bottom of a bowl into a dish.

A set of bowl scrapers does not a Pastry Chef make.

Some years ago, pre-COVID, Allen went to get his hair cut. There were lots of questions about did he want X or Y or Z and how did he want the back of the neck. Allen isn't into fussy and he was very direct:
TAKE IT OFF. JUST TAKE IT OFF. TAKE IT ALL OFF!
The patrons waiting in line had a good laugh and when their turn came, they too said "JUST TAKE IT ALL OFF"!

As I am prepping for another COVID-Turkey Day and all the forthcoming food experiments, it occured to me, that's how I cook.
PUT IT IN. JUST PUT IT IN. PUT IT ALL IN!

Hoping your Turkey San Guibe Day is just as much fun as
PUTTING IT ALL IN!



Wednesday, October 20, 2021

" .. but I digress .. " ~ A new series by I.M. Forreal ~ Treasure Hunting - Episode 1 - Anno Nymus

 


.. but I digress ..”

A new series by – I.M Forreal

Treasure Hunting - Episode 1


Treasure hunting has been my life .. even though I didn’t realize it until after I had actually found several great treasures …

Granddad A used to say .. “ if you want rabbits … then go where the rabbits are ! “ … and I have come across many rabbits … by looking in the right places ..

He was himself a great treasure hunter, and in fact sparked my lifelong interest in lost treasures and found riches ! He could see value in everything, and treasures everywhere !

He staked out some mine claims …in Panamint Valley (next door to Death Valley) and sold several mining claims for talc and gypsum. He was a gen-u-wine prospector … but knew his way around collectibles or an antique or two ..

I can recall being rapt when he told tales of the Lost Dutchman mine … and old Spanish Gold Fleets lost in hurricanes … he taught me geology basics .. and for many years I was an avid 'rock-hound' .. collecting many geodes and fine gemstones ...but I digress …

I found my own niche in rare stringed musical instruments. I have collected and possessed some of the rarest .. we never really 'own' these treasures .. just stewards to care for under our watch .. then pass on for others to enjoy.

This series will cover several great instruments that I have had over the years .. all of special interest or note .. and worthy of museums … although my personal sense is that great instruments need to be played not just put in display cases .. or locked away – hidden from use or enjoyment by others !

Great instruments need to be played to keep the woods active, alive and flexible. That’s why great acoustic instruments 'warm up' or 'loosen up' after being brought out of the case and played for 30 minutes or so .. it's almost like they shift into another gear.

I once saw several Stradivarius violins on display beside each other in London in 1971.. each cocooned in a glass box .. you could walk around and see and marvel at the woods and workmanship .. but what you really wanted was to HEAR them!!

The museum did offer tape recordings of each .. you could listen to on funky “old school” pilot style headphones – after pushing a button .. alas, a cassette tape was poor consolation to the real in the room magnificent sounds of the live actual instruments! ( pre digital in 1970's).

I attended a chamber music series in France when I attended University there in the 70's ** .. and the small gatherings of 80-200 people .. allowed me to talk to the players backstage after the concert .. many with Stradivarius or other renowned instruments .. and was pleasantly surprised at how I was urged to play a note or two on those precious instruments .. thus I have actually held and struck a few notes on several Stradivarius violins ..

I once rode the train from LA to Tucson .. and sat next to a concert violinist .. who was traveling .. with a Stradivarius and and Amati and a Guarnieri .. !!! He let me play all 3 !!! .. I have so often been in the right place at the right time !

The first item up in this blog series is a magnificent 'attic' find .. from an estate .. it is rare to find them so completely original .. with the patina and condition virtually untouched from original …albeit some funky old time repairs from the 1920's were done – and whilst looking rough are actually quite sound. The condition is playable, but some elements are fragile .. like the - 'tortoise shell ' pick-guard inlayed into the top – which has shrunken into several pieces and could easily knocked off .. but the mandolin sits just as found.

It even arrived in tune … in an ill fitting wooden case for an electric mandolin .. *** I de - tuned it to remove tension on the top, and it has been on display – but un-played ever since.

I recently put this rare treasure on the market .. and here is the updated synopsis I wrote for the next owner .. 

* * * 





Orville Gibson's Work Shop circa 1903

(note the blond top mandolin on the workbench )

*

1903 Gibson “Artist” F Mandolin

The story of this Gibson Artist 'Florentine' scroll mandolin, made in 1903

Probably the 324th original instrument 'Hand Made' by Orville Gibson?

The Factory Order Number (FON) is 324 !

This came from an estate in New Mexico – I purchased it around 2005 ish – 'as is'-- and it is still … just 'as found'! - I have not even changed the strings .. it even arrived in tune ! A true 'Attic Find' ! The story I was told from the estate manager is as follows...

The owner – a woman - bought this new from a mandolin teacher - who was also the Gibson representative at the time . This is early 1900's .. she was infatuated with the teacher – and took up the mandolin so she could be with him. They took lessons on the front porch so they could be together – as was the proper way back in the day. She was really in love !

She bought it from him, and took lessons – and they eventually married.

Apparently she played it every day – in his memory – after he passed away some years ago ! She played it, I'm told, right up until a few weeks before her passing at the age of 103 !

The fingerboard is well played .. all the way up to 'Florida' over the sound hole !!

She must have been quite a virtuoso... and it is a delightful love story entwined with a wonderful and historic “all original” mandolin ! A rare 'barn find' for sure ! What we all dream of finding .. a genuine treasure !

The modern custom rectangle hard case was acquired separately a few years later. 

It had no original case.***

October 2021

         * * *

I have many other tales of the rare and found .. and the almost caught .. it has been a great adventure …

I tell you, nothing beats the excitement of walking into an old obscure .. forgotten back street pawn shop in the 1960's.. run by a cigar smoking old guy … who says .. I have some old guitars in the back that never got claimed after the war .. take a look and see if anything is of interest ..!? … and brother was there ever !!!! .. watch for that story coming soon...

I have handled some of the most amazing stringed instruments .. which always seem to find me !! ?!!?

I finally had to stop going into old pawn shops .. too much great stuff and never enough money ! .. the pieces that slipped away for lack of $20 to put it on 'hold-layaway' .. oh my .. the stories ..

and yet .. there are plenty of success stores to share .. and here is one that is delightful .. fun .. proves that the great treasures and rarities can still be found .. just by keeping an eye open .. and knowing what you are looking at .. !

I have possessed some of the most iconic electric, and acoustic, stringed instruments sought and known – coveted by many, possessed by few, used by even fewer … man, it's a wonderful world !


The living room in 1969 – Berkeley, California

1939 D-45 .. 1941 and 1944 D-28's ..

1917 - Gibson F4 mandolin (sold to David Crosby as gift for Jerry Garcia)

1939 Dobro - 1930's ca. National 

Fender Jaguar (bought used for $45 1969 – sold for $60 in 1971)

2 Gibson - Teens/ 20's - A mandolins 

SS Stewart Banjo Mandolin - (with all the battles of WW1  written on the head )

Watched the live upside down moon landing on that "ol' Philco" TV - July 1969 ! 

*  *  *  

Footnotes

** footnote : a university of Bordeaux sponsored series of private chamber concerts by famous musicians and classical performers – such as I Solisti di Veneti and others – with well known instruments – Stradivari – Guarnieri – Amati .. etc

*** Footnote - the original cases for these were canvas or tooled leather and had a flap opening on the end – these usually have the stitching rot and ultimately the leather case disintegrates .. intact original cases are super rare – and of course this mandolin's original case suffered same fate and was lost decades ago ..  



Gibson Acoustic Engineer Lloyd Loar holding a 3 point Artist model
He redesigned the mandolin and his signed F-5 Mandolin  instruments made by 
Gibson from 1921-24 command extraordinary prices today .. some north of 
$ 260,000 - and Bill Monroe's in excess of $1 million 


To be continued ... stay tuned .. 

* * *


Wednesday, October 13, 2021

How Does Your Garden Grow?

KimB

How Does My Garden Grow? Hot, Dry and Red

When I planted the tomato seeds early this year, I didn't expect anything. It was an excercise in excerscise. Then the the plants produced seedlings and that was a happy surprise. The plants grew bigger and things looked hopeful.

  • Then came the heat.
  • Then came the fires.
  • Then came the draught.
Things didn't look promising at all.

We huddled up inside with the A/C on limited service; lots of trips to the fridge for water, ice tea, ice coffee and a blast of cold while the door was open, sneaking in maybe a few more seconds of cold while fiddling with the pitcher.

Outside was out of mind.

Then, I remembered I had the tomato plants on the side yard. They've been on auto-water-drip so I knew they had water but I figured they were just all dried up and dead from the heat. So I went out to see what sort of cleanup I was looking at

AND...

Here is what I found...

Harvest Tomatoes
Harvest Tomatoes




Sunday, October 03, 2021

COVID Year 2 by KimB



COVID Year 2

So many things lost, so many things missed,
So many chances taken, so many chances skipped,
So many rules, so much to lose,
So far to go, yet too soon to choose.

Tomorrow is too far, Today is too soon,
Yesterday is over; echos fading fast,
Now is all we have; moments tracking past.

Just awhile ago; we gathered for a fête,
The words to be told and story to be kept.
The journey didn't end; the promise forhold.
A minor interruption, or so we were told.

Some may be here and others maybe gone,
We remember them all, in the early morning dawn.


Kim Bigelow October 2021



COVID Numbers
10 02 2021
Global Deaths 5,000,000
USA Deaths 700,000
USA New Cases 150,000
USA Active Cases 4,000,000



Wednesday, September 29, 2021

1933 Helms Coach - First Drive under it's own power in 45 ish years ! by R Cane

Update - September 2021 

This is my 1933 Divco 'Twin Coach' - used by Helms Bakery in LA from 1931 to 1969 when the fleet of 200 was sold off .. most went to scrap .. this is a real survivor - owned by one family for 55 ish years .. I found it in the high California desert last year - goal is to restore to original - including the incredible original wooden drawers for baked goods .. stay tuned .. 




"... on the road again !..." 



Keep On Truckin' !

Saturday, September 11, 2021

Chapter 6 -Conclusion - NEVER sell to family ..!!!! by Anno Nymus 6 of 6

 

Chapter 6 - Conclusion

It should be noted ... Pat had a firm rule .. NEVER sell to family ..!!!!

Alas – he was a softy, and he broke it often for mum. Curiously, he never let me make any payments no matter what fancy car I wanted to buy! It was always a gift, or loaner ONLY, but no payments - period!

The 1961 Corvair 'Greenbriar' Van Episode


1961 Corvair Greenbriar Van.

Mum and sis drove it till it wouldn't play anymore and they had to send it back - thru some sleight of hand and hard core horse swapping - mom's brother, uncle Jerry ended up with it.  All this happened .. whilst I was away on my Federal World Tour and Get Away in Vietnam .. what a story goes along with that old Corvair … if the wheels could talk?

The Corvair was another stalwart car that made many long treks, and was a great camping van. It traveled many trips to Mexico, and even to Vancouver, and BC ! Alas, it always leaked a lot of oil .. and we finally had to give it back .. when it was finally in the shop more than on the road ! Pat gripe'd, but made good on his 'warranty'.

Rear mount,  air cooled engine 

A flexible cabin – Easily converted from seating to cargo. 

OK engine, but endless oil leak !

A real " Soldier "

*

He always groused in a friendly way, and said he should never have sold us any cars !! … saying it always cost him tons of money out of pocket to fix our situations. He knew we couldn’t pay on our own with our ultra tight budget .. so he covered it all .. groused a bit along the way of course in his kidding way, but he always made sure we were covered and well taken care of .. and secretly we were all very proud that he did – including him !!!



I think we got a Ford LTD Crown Victoria next – from Uncle Pat of course.

*

When I was 9 he gave me a ukulele for Christmas .. and whilst learning to play it for the next months, I dragged and carried it everywhere I went – in the car, to the park, inside outside .. anyplace but school, shower or the pool.

I plunked on it constantly .. learned and sang all sorts of union organizing, Pete Seeger, and Woodie Guthrie, and general fun campfire songs, like “ the Crawdad Song” .. “Froggie went a Courting” and such like – I mastered basic chords, and chord changes – I was on my way at 9!

Pat was a great uncle ! He always fixed me and the family as best he could. He really got me my start in music .. and kept us in cars … Music was Rockin'!! … Cars was Rollin' !!

Pat made me a genuine ... “Rock-er, 'n … Roll-er” ! ... 

... Bless Uncle Pat Forever - Scoundrel-ism Lives On   !!!


End

* * * * *

All photos: free, public domain, or by permission


* * *

Saturday, September 04, 2021

Chapter 5 - Cars ! Cars ! Cars ! - My Glorious old Caddy ! by Anno Nymus 5 of 6

 

Chapter 5

Cars ! Cars ! Cars ! - My Glorious old Caddy !

1959 Caddy - mint green and white ...

... all the bells n whistles and then some!


"The Crew Canoe"
*

Back in 1965 this was a real 'Land Yacht' cum 'Boat' – I drove it only on weekends for about a year!

My music pal Jim and I would 'camp' in it whilst visiting musician pals in SoCal over the weekends .. 

I would get the car on Friday night around 6 at Pat's car lot - on my weekend "Liberty" from Camp Pendleton .. then drive to Riverside, about an hour, pick Jim H up at March Air Force Base, then head to one of our musician friends to jam music - all over the Inland Empire  & Berdoo!

If we arrived too late to go inside and play music - which would happen from time to time - we would park in front of their house and crash in the Caddy! 

When everyone was up and stirring in the morning, we'd go inside for coffee and breakfast - then virtually play music all day, night, or weekend until someone would edge us toward the door, or just toss us out ! It seems that not everyone can appreciate the subtleties and nuances of a loud Bluegrass Banjo for hours on end ... but I digress !?

Worn out or down, we would crash in the now infamous “Crew Canoe” – as it was playfully called – when we were out of musicians to jam with .. usually from total exhaustion. Instruments safely stashed in huge trunk, we would make pallets for sleeping on the seats. It was like home - with an ice chest for drinks and snacks. Folks suggested a mailbox on the fender ! 


Jim had the back seat .. and I took the front .. it sure wasn’t that comfortable for sleeping .. not nearly long enough for us to stretch out. By pretzel-ing and sleeping at kittywhumpus angles, we could eke out enuff rest .. but we would wake next morning .. cramped and stove up .. but still rearin' to pick and jam ... with any souls around!  After a few cups of stout java … we were back into it .. music til we dropped. Sunday nights - it all went in reverse - Jim back to March Field, Me back to Pendleton.


Me jamming in a laundromat - 1965

Whenever we got tossed from someones house – when  mom had visitors, or dinner, or such – we would decamp to the ever popular nearest local 24 hour 'Washateria' or laundromat - great places for acoustic band practice! We could jam and play our acoustic stuff there - Banjo and Guitar - .. nobody around to bother - sound insulated .. warm .. and secure .. we would play till the wee hours ! 

The "Caddy " would be parked in front of the laundromat - the huge trunk held all the instruments and cases ! The ol' canoe was always beckoning to be used as a bunk house - whenever we dropped from exhaustion!

* * *


*  *  *  *  *

All photos: free, public domain, or by permission


Saturday, August 28, 2021

Chapter 4 - Yes ... sometimes there is a Free Ride ! by Anno Nymus 4 of 6

 

Chapter 4

Yes ... sometimes there is a Free Ride ! 

From 1965 thru 1969 Uncle Pat kept me driving neat old cars – for free!

I drove a fantastic array of used cars .. all classics now .. .. some you couldn’t give away back then, but worth tons 'o bux now as 'vintage' or 'classic's. Through the years 1965 – 69, – on weekend leave from the Marines at Camp Pendleton – I would ride the Greyhound bus to Santa Anna, in Orange County California, the walk to his car lot nearby.

So on Friday nights when I would show up, he'd toss me some keys on … and say drive that for the weekend ... or next few weeks ! It was a fungible floating free car loaner thang!

Often, when I'd bring a car back .. he'd toss me some other keys and say .. 'here ya go !'... with a big grin ! .. He always made sure I was covered for transportation … and would always toss in a full tank of gas, and a few cash bux too .. He really stepped up to the plate to a young me needing wheels !

Here are some notable loaners that came to be “trademarks” for me at various stages of my driving career.

1949 Chevy Bel-air – factory green, with windshield visor.

In 1965, this 1949 Chevy was antiquated and almost couldn’t be given it away.

Mine - used but running - had an un-fixable water pump leak. Drive-able, but only with a jug of water in the trunk, it overheated on all SoCal roads on a warm day. I would often have to pull over on the highways, to  top off the radiator water when the temperature gauge would go up too fast !  

In 1965 it sold as a used car for $350. Today this restoration sells in the $49,000 range!

*

Notable other cars from Uncle Pat ..

1951 Ford when I was a kid in Pennsylvania


Note the snazzy 'Fender Skirts' – all the rage in 1950's

*



Note: He promised me his black and red Ford - when I turned 16 … but, it was in a bad wreck just before my birthday, and went to the scrap heap!  .. it sure was bitchin' ! When I was picked up after school, all my friends envied it - everyone wanted a ride home!!

*

He always liked and drove Thunderbird’s He drove all of the different models over the years He died driving  his favorite T-Bird in a bad freeway accident. We were all Shocked and Saddened. As always it was totally unexpected. The only consolation , he was having the time of his life - business was booming - he loved every minute of his time with family and cars - and he was cruising in his favorite T-Bird.

It strikes that there is an odd symmetry to his passing in a car accident; cars were his life - and death. Cars revolved around him and his life revolved around cars! He lived like he wanted to - Fast, Fun, Free, and 'his way'  ! 

He was one of a kind. What a great Uncle! 

*

We already wrote about “Napoleon” The stalwart 1950 Plymouth Suburban that Pat sold us. 

see post: More Interesting Cars I've known by Anno Nymus


* * *  

All photos: free, public domain, or by permission


Saturday, August 21, 2021

Chapter 3 - 'Count the Marbles'? by Anno Nymus 3 of 6

 

Chapter 3

TV Adverts and Contests ... !

'Count the Marbles' ?


Pat did a lot of TV advertising .. his biggest competitor was Cal Worthington .. so he did a lot of flashy cheap ads .. usually with contests where you would have to come onto the car lot to enter.

He always had contests. He was caught short several times when customers actually WON the contests... !! .. he had outrageous payoffs and prizes .. expecting no one could ever actually win .. but I know 2 times they did .. and he was chagrined...  had to pay them both off – but usually weaseled his way out or around,  - except for the one weightlifter who really won, and the day he lost his marbles!

The contest was to carry a 100 pound weight for approximate 2 miles - on a course of city streets - held straight out from the chest … arms fully extended. 

 They thought no one could do it .. but a “Mr. America” type body builder – a local champion .. with guns the size of Chicago .. tried .. and actually DID IT !?!? .. Pat had to give him a car !! That was well publicized and in the papers and local TV news.

How Many Marbles in the Jar ?

This next one he told me about himself .. when I was about 23 years old and just out of the Marines – back from 'Nam . The almost disastrous 'Count The Marbles In The Jar' contest ... where he nearly got busted?!


They had a huge Ginger Jar with lid - full of marbles in the showroom .. and the contest was to guess the exact amount of marbles in the jar – for a free car ! Put your guess on a card .. drop in barrel .. if you have EXACT number – you win a nice car !

He did heavy TV advertising, and it brought lots of folks and “Looky-Lou's”, but it sold a lot of used cars too. He was doing his best version of 'Cal Worthington'.

Shock of shocks .. one customer had submitted a ticket with the exact number !?!?!?

It matched the official count card in the safe .! ? He had guessed the exact number!? What to do Percy ?

The time was approaching to announce the winner - the press and TV were there. 

Pat hemmed, 'n hawed stalled as long as he could, but the press, and waiting crowd were getting anxious – it was past time to award the prize. Thinking quickly, he said the official count card was still locked in the safe, but and the ONLY person with the combination - the accountant - had just left on a two week Hawaiian honeymoon cruise. There was no way to contact her. The only thing to do was have to RECOUNT of all the marbles - in front of the press!

This would prove the contest was a legit  – and tamp down the grousing and growing shouts of  'rigged',  BUT .. for security, Pat said they would need to " ... count the marbles in the back secure counting room" ... the jar would have to be moved.

Then whilst carrying the monster jar of glass - with his ad hoc crew of cronies making it as confusing as possible .. juggling and struggling with it  to get it  away from the TV cameras, and back into to the 'counting area'. 

In all the hubbub, he managed to “palm” a few extra marbles into the jar - whilst they carried the jar to the counting room. The confusion was the cover!

When they finally finished counting all the thousands of marbles, in front of the press – a few long hours later – they mysteriously 'found'  more marbles than on the customers ticket !? - Oh too bad

Sorry Charlie – you lose !!

Pat didn’t have to give him the fancy car – but there was so much grousing that the contest was rigged – with shouts from the waiting crowd- and the growing curiosity of the police, that the better part of valor was to offer a decent different car. This was a live remote TV broadcast from his car lot ... with a large crowd waiting to hear the results! 

Spectators were agitating for the cops ought to get involved. Just then, like a miracle, another nice car was offered as a consolation prize. 

This was acceptable to the worried ticket holders – and to the cops - so all was settled to satisfaction .. but a very close shave at that !! Pat was out 2 cars ultimately! Hoist by his own Petard,or more correctly -  marbles! 

Pat quit doing contests after that !

*

Don't lose your marbles !

* * *

All photos: free, public domain, or by permission


Saturday, August 14, 2021

Chapter 2 - The Used Car Lot 'Game' ! by Anno Nymus 2 of 6

 

Chapter 2

 Pat and his Car Lot 'Games' !



*

Our relationship would mostly revolve around transportation, cars, and the used car lot after I turned 12, but my 'car buying and selling' lessons awaited, and unfolded daily once I could drive. He kept me abreast of his latest schemes, scams or hot tips! I soon discovered that he was really about one step away from being a carnival barker- side show huckster - con man, and flimflam  artiste ... all rolled into one!

 He had the gift of gab, a hint of larceny, with a generous amount of charisma, and silver tongued skills enough  to sell  ice to Alaska! Somehow, he could make a $5 profit - on a $2 dollar deal!? He was a hustler - He was gen-u-wine ! 

He carried a cashiers check for $1 million dollars in his briefcase!

His game ? 

 When he would try to pay an invoice with it in person ... 

 ... if they couldn’t give him change ... he asked folks for credit !!

It worked !! 

He got a LOT of credit on the spot when he flashed it, and used it to his advantage in every deal! 

*

*

Pat bought a lot of cars to stock his huge and successful car lot in downtown Santa Anna! He would plan buying trips to other dealers on Thursdays, where he could often buy $40 - $80 thousand dollars worth of cars, or more at a time. That was a whole lot for the 60's ... since these cars generally retailed  from $800 - $1800 each - upper middle class rides. He would buy them for about half of retail. He made a lot of profit ! 

Here's how it worked.

Once he found a Car Dealer where he wanted to buy, he would line up a bunch of drivers to go with him.  He used granddad and myself a lot, but all warm bodies were welcomed or recruited. "Do you know anyone else who can drive?". 

There was always a motley crew of whomever could be rounded up for buying-driving day. 

Before cell phones, it was only land line calls on rotary phones ! Dialing for Drivers ! 

No answer? Keep going down the list of candidates .. call until you have enuff drivers for the buying trip. There were a lot of logistics to setting up a big car buy at another dealer. Money talked. 

For the then princely sum of about $25, he would get a driver for a day. Depending how badly drivers were  needed, the offer could be sweetened. 

We had a lot of language barriers as well. Pat's car lot was like a little international gathering, he had employees of all racial and ethnic types and languages, from salesmen .. to lot boys. On driving day .. if you were licensed, and  available .. you were tagged ! There were always a few drivers who got 'lost' on the way back .. running hours late, or even the next day claiming language problems, or a wrong turn on the confusing freeway interchanges.

Most of us would straggle back to Pats car lot over the next few hours. I was always amused that some didn't make it back at all !?  

I found out later - he let some drivers take the cars home, and enjoy them for personal use - even take the family out to dinner and a movie ...  "just bring the car in the morning!" -  That was one of his famous  'sweetened offers! He really was a 'softie' in his own way! 

Once we were all at the designated car lot where he was buying, he would then commence to walking the lot and  deciding which cars were going back with us  ... basically what to put in his basket! If it was clean and shiny, he could flip it fast, a key criteria ! If a thumbs up, he would assign a driver. 

Pretty soon we would have a line of cars - a dozen or so all in a row .. waiting for the signal to pull out. We learned to expect the drive out signal whilst he was in the office - 'doing the paperwork'. 

Once everything was ready to caravan out - he would carefully time the transaction - so they would be IN the office. Once everyone was sitting in the Mangers Office - he would signal thru the showroom window for us to pull out quickly  – his cue meant - DRIVE OFF NOW !!!

We would then drive off quickly as possible, with a dozen or so cars .. and this would usually leave the car dealer or sales manger sputtering  watching the best cars having just been cherry-picked and driving off!! Meanwhile ... 

Pat would be handing them his $1 Million dollar Cashiers Check and saying .. "Here ! ... don't worry about the cars .. just give me the change!" 

What a heckuva trick ...“ say buddy got change for a $1 million dollar cashiers check ?”

He sure was a hustler …This was his usual buying M.O. .... 

You dont really have to be a Mensa Genius  ... just saying... 

*

Back at his car lot, Pat would harangue and hustle his salesmen to sell out all the latest cars that we just brought in "Last in /First Out - over this weekend !!" His bank account was always tight, and he would have to sell the cars fast to cover the purchase, and beat the check to bank! 

He demanded that his salesmen would HAVE to raise enough money to 'beat the invoice', or, 'a post dated check' that he might offer to leave for reassurance to the sputtering Car Dealer, and Sales Manager ! The car tailights were disappearing down the road, and A post dated check was on the table for the full amount! 

He was very successful .. lots of Glengarry Glen-Ross high pressure sales stuff on his own lot and staff - he usually had about 30 salesmen watching the lot! In the sales office there was an easel with a leader board of top salesmen - showing how many cars sales cinched -  'for sure',  'hot prospects' and 'how many sold ' that week!  ..  flip - flop - and fly! ..1st prize is the set of steak knives .. 2nd prize - you're out! 



Lined up - ready to pull out - on the signal ! 


 * *

All photos: free, public domain, or by permission


Saturday, August 07, 2021

Chapter 1 - Uncle Pat & the “Used Car Lot” by Anno Nymus 1 of 6

[Editor's Note: Who is Uncle Pat?

RobertD (Sr) was the spouse of Mrs. B.  Uncle Pat was the youngest brother of RobertD (Sr) and was a  brother-in-law to MrsB.  He was always known by his nickname: Uncle Pat, even though that was not his true name.  He was an uncle to KimB and RobertD (Jr). The brothers grew up in Pennsylvania. Uncle Pat moved to California.]

 

Chapter 1

 Uncle Pat's “Used Car Lot " 

Automotive Reflections on So Cal – 'back in the day' 

by Anno Nymus


*

Scoundrel-ism ?

*

Uncle Pat was a scoundrel ! In all fairness, a loveable, gregarious, and good hearted soul, but a scoundrel none the less ! His scoundrely-ness was fairly benign – no one ever got hurt, and it always worked out in the end 'somehow', but Pat was always ... 'working the odds', and 'sanding the edges' !

I only have wonderful memories of Uncle Pat – met him when I was 7 or so, visiting back east. He was dad's younger brother – in his mid twenties then – and according to grandad and grandma .. the 'wild one' ! I was looking forward to meeting him – Dad had often regaled me with stories of his escapades and high jinx growing up – he was my kind of guy !

From the very start, my connection with Pat started with, and thenceforth always involved, cars.

The first time I met Pat – was in Pennsylvania, where I was visiting my grandparents – his parents. I was about 7 or 8. He was about 25 ish - I had been very excited to meet my dads youngest brother, so planned to hang around him like a puppy dog.

He needed to watch me on the first day I arrived, but he also had to go pick up his new car parts from the body shop. He was having 'fender skirts' made and then installed. I was baffled .. skirts on a car !? 

He asked ..did I want to ride along ? .. d'oh !! .. after the wild stories .. of course !!!

Wow – we just met, and I got to ride in his new Ford! Pat was terrific – telling me all about the car .. what fender skirts* were. We talked sports and such. He quickly became a true dutch uncle .. taking me to the malt shop for a black n white shake later, and pretty much treating me like a younger brother ! This was looking good !

I was fascinated at the body shop. I had been around a lot of automotive shops – visiting mom's dad, and brothers (who were professional auto mechanics – and ran a big and popular Flying A Gas station ). The body shop was neat, and caught my interest.I was amazed at how they smoothed out the wrinkles n dents in steel, and made it look new again.

After the fender skirts were done to Pats satisfaction and installed, we went cruising' to show 'em off .. he drove around to some of his buddies houses .. and they all raved appropriately … … and then after that .. a malted at the Ice Cream Fountain with a real Soda Jerk!. Then we headed back. I was happy !

*

Fender skirts were all the rage in the early 50's - they streamlined the undercarriage line across the rear  wheels !



* * *

All photos: free, public domain, or by permission

Wednesday, August 04, 2021

How Does Your Garden Grow?

KimB

How Does My Garden Grow? In the Hot

This year of the COVID-19 pandemic has been a challenge. The global tragedy continues to unfold, the effects of illness, death, vaccine trials and vaccine queues, food shortages, overwhelmed workers, income uncertainty, housing difficulties and the myriad other aspects of our modern societies inequities were laid open for the whole world to see.

Only a few countries managed the situation well. The USA was not one of them.

During the first lock downs and lock ins, human perseverance come to the fore. As the shelves in the stores of our affluent cities lay bare, shopping options decreased and old techniques began to resurface. Old cookbooks with recipes that showed raw ingredients rather than listing cans of preprocessed food, were sought after. People with internet access found sites that promoted Olde Tyme Ways like making your own butter, provided you could find the right milk, 'cause most urban dwellers are forbidden to have cows, sheep, goats or chickens in their back yards. Friends exchanged tips and techniques on making-do, as well as sharing the occasional good luck when finding hard to acquire items.

During the winter, I spent a good deal of time considering what I could do with my limited resources and abilities to ameliorate our situation. Shopping was out. We relied on some friends to drop food at our door. Things were shaky and eating was my main concern.

I thought about my small container garden along side the house, but rejected using it as things rarely worked out as planned. The summers are hotter than hot and without shade the plants just cooked in the containers. I had a shade cloth rigged that covered the garden area which did improve things, until our HOA sent the Cease and Desist Letter informing me that "having a shade cloth visible from the street was against the HOA rules". Even requesting a temporary use until harvest time was met with a big NO. It was discouraging.

Still the containers remained a possibility.

One of the big DIY stores did home delivery and while looking on line for repair items, I found packets of vegetable seeds. Most of the standard types and most them with the invisible ink message: Failure In Waiting. Several types of tomato seeds were also listed. Checking the pennies in the bank account, I figured I could order 2 packets of seeds: 1 Roma type and 1 Medium Round type.

Tomatoes are a hit n miss item for the containers and the heat, plus growing from seed is another OH? problem.

I set out to solve a few obstacles in growing the seeds by changing my expectations.
  1. I would not expect any harvest
  2. I would not expect the seeds to germinate
  3. I would not expect the plants to survive very long
  4. I would use the activity for stress release
  5. It would give us an opportunity to "look forward" to something new

First I had to check and repair the drip water lines. Over the years, I've had to readjust my thinking about drip irrigation too, from "text book" to "practical". I had the extra parts and lines to adjust system with new insights: Hot Hot Hotter and No Shade.

Next, one of the main water pipes had broken and I needed to repair that. This was a whole adventure in itself. I had to order parts "by picture" and when it comes to irrigation pipes that can be a challenge. It was an adventure for sure, but in the end, I got the pipe repaired and the water flowing again.

I planted 2 pots with 5 seeds each. I hoped for 2 seedlings. I covered the 2 pots with some shade cloth and waited. In short order, 10 seed begain to sprout!

H-Frame
H-Frame
I had some old wood garden stakes stored and I got those out and began to build a small frame completely Ad Hoc. A screw here and there and I had a small H-frame double the height of the containers. I made a few of H-frames and set them next to the containers to hold up the shade cover. This wasn't going to last too long when the plants started to really grow, but it gave them a chance to get started.

When the seedlings got to transplant size I asked my friend if she wanted some for her garden. It was a surprise when she said they were not doing a garden this year and my attempts to re-home some tomato plants fell though.

I had 10 nice tomato plants ready to transplant but no home for them.


What to do, Percy?
Morning Shade
Morning Shade


Well, what I did was fixed up more containers, repaired and adjusted more drip lines and transplanted the young plants to new homes in the side yard. I now have a bunch of containers with large tomato plants.

They do have a few flowers but with global warming, heat domes and record 115F/46.1 heatwaves in progress locally, I doubt that any tomatoes will happen.



But then, I didn't think any of the seeds would sprout either.


Hopeful Flowers
Hopeful Flowers