My Dad told me that someone has apparently gone onto the farm and stolen a '67 12 bolt posi that he was saving for one of his chevelle projects. It was out back behind the barn sitting on some '47 Ford frames. WTF? It had to be someone who knew it was there. It boggles my mind. Several guys on here know my Dad and how willing he is to help his friends. He called it in to the Boone County sherrif (the deputy is a friend of ours who drove out) and as expected, there's not a lot really that can be done. I hope nothing else turns up missing. What ********.
Gone are the days you can leave project material outside. I came back from town a few weeks ago and find a couple of scruffy dudes picking up metal I had laying outside the shop and loading it in their barely runnable late 60's ford pickup. I got out of my truck and challenged them as to what they were doing. The lesser drunk of the two said they were just cleaning up around my shop and didn't think I would mind getting rid of some "junk". After instructing them to unload their haul I informed them I had their license number written down and if ANYTHING turned up missing from here on the information would be turned over to the cops. Now all of the neighbors have been inlisted in keeping an eye out for any "strangers" lurking around. The crusty old guy on the other side of the shop asked if I would mind if he gave his 30-06 a workout if he spotted anyone that looked suspcious. I told him a phone call would suffice. From some of the stories I've heard about him I would not be at all surprised to find he would at least fire a couple of warning shots. Frank
The worst thing is that he probably know who stole it. why else would they know where to find it and just which one to take. Who just randomly would look around someones back yard for one unless they knew it was there.
That ****S. Being a closet Muscle car guy, I understand the value of that rear end. My suggestion? Check Craigslist. The only reason someone would wrestle a rear end is because A- they planned on using it (which ****s, but is the lesser of 3 evils) b-they planned on selling it-which really ****s, because then it was purely for monetary gain c- They planned on s****ping it...I dunno, because mabey it looked the heaviest? (which ****s because then there would be 1 less in the world.) I would Imagin A is the answer. It is the lesser of 3 evils, because that means there is a chance of getting it back!
It's a shame, but you got to keep all the good stuff hidden from your friends, 'cause they talk, the person they talked to talks, and some dirt bag cames by and rips you off.
I went to the owner of an old car yard in N.H. asked if I could walk around. He sayed no " I only let my frends in and I still get ripped off".
It happened to me. My dad and I had a few old cars stored in a friends rural barn and a section of the barn collapsed. I moved all of them to a different location(26 T coupe, 34 Ford Panel, and a 70 AAR Cuda) except a 55 Chevy 2 door post, which we pulled out and was going to pick up a few days later. Came back for it and it was gone. Needless to say, my dad had a lot of friends and we located it across state lines in IL. Called the cops, proved it was ours and got it back. The kid who stole it had been a friend of a guy doing work for the farmer. You have to be careful, but that is nothing new!
Chad, one can only hope that the JAG dropped a nut lifting that chunk!! On another note, thanks for talking guitars with David last friday, he went out the next day and bought new strings. He talked about you guys and the shop all the way home. Thanks again , Mike.
Man that is terrible. Partly because it's gone and mostly because it really could be someone who was invited out at some point. I have even started to think twice about setting random s**** on the curb to be hauled away for fear someone might think, "There must be more back there somewhere".
We saw one at a swap meet last Friday. He thought about buying it for one of the other chevelle projects. I told him no, just work on one at a time. That could have been the replacement if we had only know. Anytime Mike. I know when I was his age, I was memorized by anyone that could play and I learned alot just by listening and watching them play. There was a guy at a shop that my Dad took me to, and he could play the solo from Sultans of Swing, note for note. I was in shock. I'm happy to return the favor.
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