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As it turns out you should not put hot lids face down on glass cooktops. Another golden rule is to not throw the dog leash and it’s associated metal buckle through the air so that it lands squarely on a glass cooktop. These are the things that broke our oven top.

Despite the LG nameplate and the warnings we received about not being able to get parts, I ordered a brand new glass cooktop plate assembly from repairclinic.com. It shipped the same day. That place is quite possibly the best place to buy parts on the planet. It arrived a few days later and I made the repair.

Now, our kitchen is rather small and I am rather large and these two things made for a hairy situation. I unplugged the range to get at the repair, but putting it back in place and plugging it up required some flexibility. My wife is a yoga instructor and volunteered.

A picture speaks a thousand words:

Ellyn helping me plug the stove back in.

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1959 Dodge Parts Car

This project is still in it’s infancy, but several pieces and parts have sort of fallen in my lap. There’s someone “up there” who wants this car back out on the road, and I feel the same way. If it is divine providence that I get this project done, who am I to stand in the way? My dad and I traveled to New Ellenton, South Carolina to pick up a parts car.

Parts Car On the TrailerThe trip to S.C is one of the most breathtakingly awesome benefits to taking on this project that I have experienced so far. My dad and I took an all day road trip together and that time together is something I will always treasure. If there is not one single usable part on that car, the going to get it was worth a million dollars to me, maybe even more. I am still flabbergasted that the car was given to me, but without being too corny, what Richard Hayes gave me was not a parts car, it was unforgettable time with my Dad. It’s not that it was a pristine example of a 1959 Dodge. Quite the opposite, this thing is completely falling apart, but the parts I need are all there including the engine, transmission and drive shaft. In addition to these, there may be several other things that are likely to still be good that are general unknowns with respect to my own car. One of the things I may have to get creative in order to restore, for example, is the radio. I want an original radio, and the buttons on mine are completely and totally gone. The buttons on this one at least still have the chrome surrounds. I am planning to make some wooden blanks and employee some of the mechanical engineering fabrication ideas I learned in college to make new ones out of resin. Who knows how successful I might be, but then again, I might wind up with a good way to help others who are restoring these cars to fix things in their cars.

This is yet another big motivation for me to get a shed roof in the air so I can start some serious work on my car. Here’s a thought, when I build my car, I want to use only stainless steel fasteners, and I want every single metal surface to be coated with the most resilient and longest lasting protective material possible. These cars are beautiful and it is sad that they are so vulnerable to the elements in their stock form. It’s so important to have a place in the dry to park them. There are so many nooks and crannies where water can pool up behind trim, inside various cavities where the bodies are put together, and everywhere else. That coupled with what appears to be a pretty lousy manufacturing process that permitted metal surfaces to go uncovered, and allowed water to enter places all around, make these cars particularly vulnerable. All of these are things I want to do my best to address as I re-manufacture my car.

I am considering a modified version of a plan on this page (Plan 6356) which is a 24′ x 36′ pavilion style structure. My plan is to alter that room at the end to have a sliding door, basically just a sheet of plywood hung on a roller track, so a car can occupy that spot near it and still allow you to have plenty of room to get in there. Also, I plan to locate that end of the structure over my current well house, which will serve the dual purpose of providing dry storage for parts and tools and replace my very sad looking well house. Also, it gets me what I need without having yet another building in the yard. This is probably one of the single biggest expenses for this project, but it will serve me forever. Eventually, I see the entire building being enclosed. My Dodge is 18 feet long, so a 24′ deep building should provide enough space to build cabinetry and work benches. This space will also eventually serve as my long desired woodshop after all is said and done.

And about that trip? I missed one of the more important details. Dad and I met up with my awesome little sister Susan, her husband Jeff and their two boys, Matt and Harry, to eat at Gary’s. Gary’s is a burger place in New Augusta and they have excellent onion rings. Thanks to Susan for making the time!

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Rock Bottom

I can’t help but sometimes post something like this which if read by any teacher from my past would undoubtedly make them feel a miserable failure. Even still, I will brave the shame of proving I am only marginally literate because I think this thought is important.

I was thinking about what Woodrow Wilson said in his twilight years and how tilted his commentary was toward the anguish he experienced after signing the Federal Reserve Act of 1913. He regretted it, but signed it because he was scratching the backs of those who scratched his back… now we all feel, well, scratched. He said that he had ruined the country unwittingly, but I think that in itself is not quite honest. He should have said he knowingly ruined the country for his own political gain. He knew when he made the deal to sign the act it was a bad thing for the country. No doubt he probably figured it would happen sooner or later anyway because the international bankers always get their man. To read the sanctioned history, the act was supposed to provide an “elastic money supply”. This is a trick of language meant to confuse you into thinking a monetary system based on the full faith and credit of the US government cannot work. Put simply, it can.

I was thinking about our current situation and how much it feeds back to that fateful act of signing a bill into law by a President long departed. Nowadays it is a distant and ignored fact of history that our monetary policy, indeed control of our very currency, was annexed to a private organization in 1913. It is also an unknown to even the most educated among us in society that the Federal Reserve Banks are private corporations controlled by a board that is loosely tied to our government. Without spending too much time on this topic, we are now of course subject to the “business cycle” which is generally accepted now as a natural economic occurrence. We also now have experienced outright depression and many harsh downturns, and a few recessions, all because of the decisions of the money changers of the federal reserve system and the central banks of the world. I’ve also laughed out loud at people who try to blame the current economy on the poor for having the GALL to buy houses using money lent to them by banks. How DARE the poor have a place to live! This is sheer lunacy, of course. Our entire economic system is Enron times 10 trillion. But this isn’t my central point. My observation is that we’re entering into a strange and terrible darkness, and I think we will be a different group of people when we find our way to enlightenment.

I have spent considerable time talking to the elders in my family about tough times in the past. The Great Depression in particular marked their upbringing and fixed in their minds the realities of life and how fleeting money can be. It made many of them regard banks with contempt. On the one side of my family there were farmers. What has always struck me was while things were tough, money was pretty well not existent, they always brighten up when they punctuate the story with how they always had plenty to eat. They worked the fields against merciless heat, from can see to can’t see, and always had plenty. They admired their fathers and mothers and appreciated the smallest things, wearing flour sacks to school. It’s something that they yearn for those days when it was so tough.

It was one of “those” times. I look at them with respect primarily because they lived through and kept their dignity. Maybe their dignity was etched by the difficulty of those times. Maybe their own relationships were realized because of the same reason. I wasn’t there, but my perspective is they had much to be thankful for in a time where much of what we habitually covet was in startlingly short supply.

Today, we are facing a terrible reality of our own and the effects are global and huge. I read today that Panasonic, a Japanese company will be letting 5% of their workforce go. 5% isn’t bad, right? Well, it’s 15,000 people. No doubt many of them will be in Japan, but many will be right here in the US and other countries. And the worst part of all is those jobs were secure in November when a profit was predicted by that company. Now they’ve lost 10’s of BILLIONS of dollars. How can so much change for so much worse in such a short time? This is really just the beginning too. We’ve already seen the list of employers cutting back growing by leaps and bounds.

I predict that in 30 years when this economic cycle is completely behind us we will have been changed by it. I predict our children and grandchildren will look at us and think to themselves that we lived through “those” times. I predict we will be forced to find new strengths in each other and ourselves before this is over. We’ve all been touched by this already. The genius reporters at CNN reported how many people are moving back in with parents, shacking up with friends and making other such arrangements because they have lost their homes. What would you do if you lost your home? Would you move in with your parents or friends? I hope you have family and friends to group together with and make things work. I think those people are the luckiest of all.

Even though I am a cynic and a skeptic about significant change coming from Washington, I believe there will be change simply because our ways of living are not sustainable in their current form.

I strongly feel it is time to get the money changers out of Washington and out of the driver’s seat. We mistakenly call countries “companies” because we do not see the line between them. We’ve worked hard to separate church and state. At the same time, we’re merging business with governance and we’re completely blind to the errors. Our answer is not in corporate welfare or even social welfare. Our answer lies in our gut and our resolve to do things differently. And yes, we’ll have to all make the change at once. That kind of unity will only come after we have hit rock bottom.

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Amrin’s 10th Birthday was Shrektastic!

Amrin with ShrekLet me congratulate Amrin for making it to the double digit club. We had a houseful of boys (and girl(s)) and a great time was had by all. Ellyn had another masterpiece cake depicting Shrek at his home with Donkey and Fiona.
Shrek and Donkey at Shrek's home in the swamp
We had a belching contest followed by charades which everyone participated in. The children had a slime dig for bugs and played pass the onion where the losers had to search the swamp for critters to take home in their goody bags.

Everyone had their picture taken with the huge inflatable Shrek Amrin won from Food Lion two years ago. Each kid got a personal portrait printed and placed in a frame to take home.

Group Picture with Shrek

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