[Keith True]

A man closed his dairy operation down in the early 50's,most of his land became Pease Air Force base.He was left well off,and took up tinkering with Model A engines.He'd take them apart,tinker them up,run them,put them on a skid and line them up in the barn.His son died in the early 2000's,and the family had a local scrap place haul everything away.The scrap guy lined them up in his yard and found either an A club or just a group of A guys to come look at them.He wanted what they would bring him at the dock.They showed up with toolboxes and rags,and he asked them what they thought they were going to do.They wanted to pull pans,heads,and do inspections.Not happening.It was,you point,and I will pick it up and load.He was a scrap dealer,not a parts seller.A couple of the guys tried to argue with him,and at that point he started snapping off the generators and starters with the backhoe bucket.