Spring last year..
Anyhow... After the second winter we had the second spring in the trailer. It had been a bit cold , and we had our share of problems with the furnace and stuff, But we had made great strides on cleaning out the house for Milly's mom. I had a really nice bass fiddle in storage and took it too a friend who is a Luthier to have it brought back into great shape.... It came out way better than I had expected that it would... and after doing some searches on the Internet and talking to Kay bass aficionados.. I discovered that it was a rare beast.. a 1941 model 0-100 Orchestra model bass.. I had Glenn of Mockingbird music put a new neck on it and do a modification to it that only a few players really understand and Like... Until they try it... The biggest problem I had now was I really didn't have a place to keep such a nice instrument... and Since I have an Aluminum one out of the 30's... which would deal with the elements were we live... I Put it up for sale.. I had to deal with the usual dealer-speak.." You ruined it by putting on a new neck I give you 900 bucks..."
Uh.. anyhow one of the guys in the truck club is an instructor at Berkeley School of music... and I called him to see if he knew a student with a clue who might need a really nice bass... for Gigging... or to fall in love with... He played it for an hour and wrote a check...for a respectful amount... and almost a year later.. He still loves it... Armed with a bit of money Milly and I started seeking a new place to live/park... turns out we made our choice at just the right time... One of the people in the neighborhood had been trying to get us ejected from the area because he didn't like seeing our trailer from his house... .Turns out the day after the selectmen's meeting was the day I took the "house" to a millwright buddy of mine who had agreed to sandblast the frame... in preparation to re-coat it and do some modifications to the suspension... to make it better for Boondocking... Anyhow the bored with health never showed up for the inspection because the trailer was gone from the lot... Even though ... it was another problem that no-one in Milly's family needed... We had made a considerable dent in the cleanup inside so Louie and Milly and I moved inside... and started on the outside cleanup as summer had come...
Uh.. anyhow one of the guys in the truck club is an instructor at Berkeley School of music... and I called him to see if he knew a student with a clue who might need a really nice bass... for Gigging... or to fall in love with... He played it for an hour and wrote a check...for a respectful amount... and almost a year later.. He still loves it... Armed with a bit of money Milly and I started seeking a new place to live/park... turns out we made our choice at just the right time... One of the people in the neighborhood had been trying to get us ejected from the area because he didn't like seeing our trailer from his house... .Turns out the day after the selectmen's meeting was the day I took the "house" to a millwright buddy of mine who had agreed to sandblast the frame... in preparation to re-coat it and do some modifications to the suspension... to make it better for Boondocking... Anyhow the bored with health never showed up for the inspection because the trailer was gone from the lot... Even though ... it was another problem that no-one in Milly's family needed... We had made a considerable dent in the cleanup inside so Louie and Milly and I moved inside... and started on the outside cleanup as summer had come...
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