My one claim to fame was back about 1981. I was going home and passed an ambulance company that had a 105 Howitzer (circa WWII) sitting on it's front lawn. I stopped to inquire about their odd lawn art. The owner told me that their building was a former VFW building and he'd gladly pay me $100.00 to haul the thing away. I admit it did look a bit odd sitting there in front of an ambulance building. Heck, get paid to haul off something I wanted, such a deal! 8)
Now I owned a Dodge Power Wagon 4X4 with a 318 CID 4BBL, that was the most powerful truck I've ever owned. But it strained it's nads over several hills getting that darn thing the 25 miles to my home.
There it sat for all of a week. Nicely angled to shell my neighbor....

.....(the barrel had been filled with what appeared to be concrete ::) ). It couldn't be fired, but my neighbor didn't know that.....

. To say my ex-wife was not amused was an understatement. Until one day a man happened to be driving by and went totally ballistic. He was acting like Mark would if he found a Spitfire sitting in someone's front lawn....

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He jumped out of his car and offered me $1000.00 USD ( he collected items like this) for it. My ex-wife suddenly decided the Howitzer was a good thing ::) and immediately agreed to sell it.....

. I said hell no, I'd only just got it and wasn't interested in selling. Then the offer went to $1500.00 USD and my ex-wife's looked at me like, "Sell the damned thing!" I still refused and the offer went to a last ditch, $2000.00 USD. By this time the greed in her eyes was saying, "Either sell it or I'll make your life a living hell!" She was already making my life a living hell, but I knew it could get allot worst. So I agreed to sell it for $2000.00 USD. :'(
The guy sat there for about 2 hours waiting on a friend with a tow truck to show up to remove it and he played with the damned thing....

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