I'm keenly and sadly aware that most of the old things are losing value but I don't much care ~ had nothing as a child and now have what pleases me .

I find comfort in my little 1923 Bungalow , the candlestick telephone next to my bed and so on . (screw the millions of termites)

I tell my son that when I die just flip a match on the whole lot, scrape the land clean and begin over, the house is a teardown anyway already .

I should have bought grandfather clock, they're nice, stately and majestic to me, I once had the opportunity to grab Mr. Chickering of Chickering Pianos, personal baby grand piano, it was a player now less, I'm sure it went to the dump when I passed on it in 1972, I was very footloose in those days and knew I wouldn't be able to hold onto it.....

One of my antique clocks was given to me when they cleaned out the garage of an old Woman who'd lived there her entire life , it has hand carved bas relief panels, one is gone missing, I keep it on my mantle anyway .

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-Nate
1982 240D 408,XXX miles
Ignorance is the mother of suspicion and fear is the father

I did then what I knew how to do ~ now that I know better I do better