Amazing whats I kin learn from my dear ol' brudder on this list.

Why did you keep the cotter pin collection a secret, especially considering
Grandpa's predilection for storing nuts, bolts, screws, etc. in coffe cans,
Planter's Peanut cans (or was it mixed nuts?) and metal Kodak film
canisters?  No one would have been surprized.

So, I need a cotter pin for the lawn mower.  Got one I could have?

- Pam

-----Original Message-----
From: Ken Follett [mailto:[log in to unmask]]
Sent: Thursday, April 18, 2002 2:34 PM
To: [log in to unmask]
Subject: Re: Fear of New York & Cotter Pins


In a message dated 4/18/2002 5:09:43 AM Pacific Daylight Time,
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The Livery Tavern, where I used to wait for the school bus.




Before a Tavern it was a pet shop and before that a plumbers barn.

The plumber, Mr. Mattachek used to throw his surplus truck junk out in the
lot, like some people empty their pockets of spare change, into a slowly
rusting & oily pile behind the back door. I remember hours of sorting
through the pile to find cotter pins... I don't know exactly what the
compulsion was, but that summer cotter pins, something that I only kew of as
discoverable in Mr. Mattachek's pile, as opposed to nuts or screws, were
"the thing" in my latest collection. Some were straight, and some were bent,
large and small, some whith their heads flat and I always wondered why they
were in different shapes and configurations and why anyone would throw them
out. I think it was best because my sorting and hording was secret, until
now. Amazing to me when I found out about hardware stores and that you could
actually buy these things. Even more amazing when I was reading Exra Pound's
Cantos and he was going on about a man that saved and straightened used
nails. I did that ! for a number of years as well.

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