Jack '29 Sport Coupe
Well-known member
I was wearing my raggedy work clothes the other day, due to
piddling around in the garage playing with the coupe. You guys
all know how that goes! Anyway, the phone rang and my 74 year
old friend, Margie, called and asked me to come over and help her
with the sale of her late husband's antique Chevy Biscayne. The car
is show class quality and the two "youngsters" were trying to give
her a whopping two grand for it----cash. Such a deal! So I climbed
into the coupe and made tracks over to Margie's. The first thing I
noticed were two slickers with a very nice car trying to work their
magic with hundred dollar bills. Margie didn't have a chance. I knew
the body alone was worth more than what they were offering, so I
popped the hood for a "looksee" and to my surprise was a "409" just
as fine as they come. Not being a Chevy man I never discussed the
Biscayne with my deceased friend----just his Model A which he sold
about three months before he died. The two guys tried to play me
like a fiddle while trying to figure out what I knew about Chevs. After
listening to them trying to impress this old man, I finally turned to the
one doing all the talking and said: "Son, as you can probably figure
out, I'm a Ford guy------BUT EVEN I CAN RECOGNIZE A "409" WHEN
I SEE ONE!" I then turned to Margie and told her that if she sold it
for two grand I was going to ask her daughter to have her committed!
The two whippersnappers apparently decided that the raggedy old
man was a deal breaker, lol. Back in the days when I was in sales,
people like me would be referred to as "third party kill." Marge has turned
the car over to me to get her the best price for her beloved Biscayne.
I'm thinking about Mecum Auction in Kissimmee, Florida in January '11.
You can bet that the reserve will be a tad north of two grand.
Margie baked me a sweet tater pie yesterday-----and I think I earned
it! JMHO
Jack
piddling around in the garage playing with the coupe. You guys
all know how that goes! Anyway, the phone rang and my 74 year
old friend, Margie, called and asked me to come over and help her
with the sale of her late husband's antique Chevy Biscayne. The car
is show class quality and the two "youngsters" were trying to give
her a whopping two grand for it----cash. Such a deal! So I climbed
into the coupe and made tracks over to Margie's. The first thing I
noticed were two slickers with a very nice car trying to work their
magic with hundred dollar bills. Margie didn't have a chance. I knew
the body alone was worth more than what they were offering, so I
popped the hood for a "looksee" and to my surprise was a "409" just
as fine as they come. Not being a Chevy man I never discussed the
Biscayne with my deceased friend----just his Model A which he sold
about three months before he died. The two guys tried to play me
like a fiddle while trying to figure out what I knew about Chevs. After
listening to them trying to impress this old man, I finally turned to the
one doing all the talking and said: "Son, as you can probably figure
out, I'm a Ford guy------BUT EVEN I CAN RECOGNIZE A "409" WHEN
I SEE ONE!" I then turned to Margie and told her that if she sold it
for two grand I was going to ask her daughter to have her committed!
The two whippersnappers apparently decided that the raggedy old
man was a deal breaker, lol. Back in the days when I was in sales,
people like me would be referred to as "third party kill." Marge has turned
the car over to me to get her the best price for her beloved Biscayne.
I'm thinking about Mecum Auction in Kissimmee, Florida in January '11.
You can bet that the reserve will be a tad north of two grand.
Margie baked me a sweet tater pie yesterday-----and I think I earned
it! JMHO
Jack