On our way back from our buying trip to Bill’s, Lloyd took me through Bedford to show me a little Americana. I had heard of the Bedford, PA Coffee Pot, but finally got to see it.
The Coffee Pot was designed and built in 1927 by Bert Koontz on the west end of Bedford along the Lincoln Highway Route. He was trying to attract visitors to the adjacent gas station. The Coffee Pot originally served ice cream, hamburgers and Coca-Cola. It later became a regular stop for Greyhound bus passengers, as it was located next to the bus depot. The Coffee Pot was moved to it’s current location and restored by the Lincoln Highway Heritage Corridor in 2004 in an effort to preserve the historic attraction.
Just a block or two down the road, there is a pretty old art-deco style gas station.
We began our two-day trip in Lloyd’s pickup. A four-hour round trip is a piece of cake in his upgraded Chevy Silverado. I had never really appreciated the comfort of that truck, with its heated, reclining leather seats and XM radio, until we returned to Hagerstown that day. The Chevy was full and we needed to leave it at the warehouse to be unloaded. For the first time, Lloyd was going to take his new Isuzu box truck out for a spin. The 2013 Chicagoland show is coming up soon and Lloyd plans to drive it up fully loaded with deliveries, so he needed to get comfortable driving the new truck.
I asked Dominic what he thought of the truck, having taken it out already. “It’s a work truck,” he said. “You can’t relax in it. You’ll see.” Continue reading
I haven’t posted for a long time. Some of my readers have wondered why I stopped and have asked for more stories. I love to write, but I stopped. I also paint in oil and watercolor, and I stopped that too. I stopped volunteering in my granddaughters first grade class, even though I adored it. The reason I stopped all of the things that I loved was that my mother was diagnosed with ALS in September of 2012 and went downhill very fast. She was only 73 and had been healthy and active until last summer. I lost her on April 20th, 2013. Continue reading
It was a week after our trip to Niagara Falls. My husband was ready to hit the road again. He planned to buy a few items from an extensive collection in Pennsylvania. I thought it would be interesting to see, so decided to ride along. With so many places to go in that area, we planned for a two-day trip again.
We stopped at the Hagerstown warehouse first, to make sure everything was going smoothly with the loading of a sea container. From there we drove to our first stop, about 2 hours up the road.
Lloyd was after some pinballs to buy. The games were stored in a building that was originally built by the owner for his business, but now was a home for his collection. Lloyd worked out a deal with our host, Bill, for 3 Gottlieb wedgehead pinballs, a Captain Fantastic Pinball and a Golden Eye pin. Continue reading
On Tuesday evening, 2 weeks ago, Lloyd was working the computer trying to find something to buy while I relaxed with a good T.V. show. He walked into our family room and announced that he had found a Wurlitzer Auto Phonograph cabinet for $100.00. He had never heard of an Auto Phonograph, so he called the seller up to ask for more details. When the seller described the cabinet as having red plastics, Lloyd thought perhaps it was a Wurlitzer 61 cabinet, which would not have been worth the trip, but he asked the seller to text him a photo anyway. To Lloyd’s surprise, it was a Wurlitzer 71 jukebox cabinet. He said that the machine was worth a couple thousand dollars so it was a great find.
Lloyd knew that if he didn’t go get it fast, someone else would get it. Ben was already in North Carolina doing pickups and deliveries, but the Wurlitzer was in North Tonawanda, New York. That is about seven and a half hours drive from our home. Dominic was willing to make the drive, but when Lloyd told me it was only about 20 minutes from Niagara Falls, I said, “Let’s go! I’ve never been to Niagara Falls and it’s on my list!”
Lloyd agreed that it would be fun to go on the road together for this one, so we packed for one night away and set out the next morning.